Song of the Flower

Every evening I go outside to water the annuals...............

And every evening I check the peonies.
Closely.
Like a little girl really - sometimes I get down on my hands and knees to inspect them

They're oh so close now...............and every day I tell myself  " tomorrow "

I'm like a child who opens up Christmas gifts -

and though I love them all

and truly appreciate every single " gift " that blossoms

my eyes keep darting back to that " big " present behind the tree - the one that was highest on my
wish list

and then finally it happens -
I almost screamed out loud - seriously - I gasped and bit my tongue - but the excitement was palpable
the first blossom - only half opened and I'm beside myself with pure joy !!!
My favorite color of peony to boot!

7 large bushes - filled to the brim with peonies
Oh this is good
This is sooooo good !

My garden
My salvation

from this  ( I prefer the outdoors reality to the indoors one )  John worked his butt off this weekend - what a sickening job - and you wouldn't believe the stench that came off the " fur " he had to scrape off!

Maybe I'll paint peonies on the floor?

And for those of you that love poetry as much as I - enjoy ♥

Song of the Flower XXIII by Khalil Gibran

I am a kind word uttered and repeated
By the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
With whom Winter conceived;
To whom Spring gave birth; I was
Reared in the lap of Summer and I
Slept in the bed of Autumn.


At dawn I unite with the breeze
To announce the coming of light;
At eventide I join the birds
In bidding the light farewell.


The plains are decorated with
My beautiful colors, and the air
Is scented with my fragrance.


As I embrace Slumber the eyes of
Night watch over me, and as I
Awaken I stare at the sun, which is
The only eye of the day.


I drink dew for wine, and hearken to
The voices of the birds, and dance
To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.


I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.


But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.

Have a wonderful Monday all ( or as wonderful as a Monday can actually be )


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Sometimes It's all about me

This is what happens when you take on a monumental home reno !

1)  You get old.  Fast.

2)  Your sleeping patterns are what morse code looks like ( a few dots here and there )

3)   Your hands start looking like contractor's hands

4)   Your feet?  Fuggedaboudit

5)  AND you miss 8 months of hairdresser appointments - 8 MONTHS - so that even if you usually sport
bangs ( which do miracles to hide the aging process - and of which I desperately need ) you are now walking around like this
NOTE :  Sunglasses also help with the aging process - I have mine on all the time - I sleep with them on too.................John hasn't seen my eyes in 8 months.

You won't ever see a lot of photos of me on my blog - ever.
I think I've posted 4 posts with photos of me in them in the 3 years I've been blogging and 3 of them were jokes - the 4th which was my daughter's wedding was mandatory :)

See that schnoz ?
That's one of the reasons you will NOT see a lot of photos of me - some women's butts spread - my nose does ...............I'm thinking it'll reach my ears by the time I turn 60

Just a side note : I'm always amazed when I see a woman my age - 55 - that suits - looks fabulous even - without bangs.
And there's a lot of them that do!
But I need them.
What on earth am I waiting for?
It's like I moved into this house last winter and totally gave up on everything..................

( I'm even more amazed that 55 year olds take selfies LMAO )

AND I'M most amazed by the fact that yours truly used to go to the hairdressers once or twice a week -
What in God's name is happening to me?

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ok - so here's the story - someone dared me ( at their request they shall remain anonymous - weird I know - but I know who they are - I wouldn't do this for a totally anonymous person because that would be even weirder ) then double dared me to take selfies ( including my face - unlike the first one I took HERE )

The conversation went something like this
" how come you never post photos of yourself "
" because I'm very uncomfortable with it "
" I dare you to do it "
" That's weird "
" I double dare you "
" That's even weirder "
" I'll donate 25.00 to the SPCA if you do it "
" Make it 50.00 and I'll think about it ":

I win the dare this time - but it ain't happening again LMHO
Sooooo - here goes

Here's me trying to be cool - and failing miserably (so you just have to take my word for it - I really AM cool)  Peace Peeps ! ( do people even still make the peace sign? )

Notice the one leg up on the John?  ( that's what cool people call the toilet, I think  )
That's my cool nonchalant pose.

Wanna see the cutest sandals ever?
( the jury's still out on whether people with the ugliest feet on the planet should wear pretty sandals or not )
BUT there's no denying that only a cool person would wear them, right?
( do you know how hard it is to take a photo of your sandals in this direction?  Try it ! )
I'm becoming a selfie afficionado !!!

And in my humble opinion only a very very cool person would post photos of herself ( when really she'd rather swallow shards of glass ) on a dare - that would benefit the SPCA in some small way.

Let's see now - I've made good on a bet - ( I WANT to see that receipt )  and I've cried me a river..............so.........enough with the pity fest....................and no more dares being taken on
( for the foreseeable future anyway )

I plan on posting this on a Sunday because it's the day I get the least traffic - and really I'm half way tempted to just send a cheque to the SPCA myself and forget about this all together.
I wrote this up last Monday - let's see if I actually go through with it :)

Have a wonderful day all !