Kilt Monday!

'Cause let's face it,

Mondays can be so rough, hard, difficult.

They say . . .

It's A Garden Party! - Super!

This feature, originally known as Saturday Farmer's Market, was created by Heather at Capricious Reader, and was then hosted by Chris at Stuff as Dreams are Made on.

 If anyone would like to share their own gardening adventures with me - large or small, inside or out - 

I would love to see them.

Just leave a link to your post in the comments.

We've had a super bloom of native wild flowers all over the state this year. 

My California Poppies started blooming before Spring was actually here, and they are still going strong. In fact, we actually had to pull some that were getting trampled under the Plum tree and some that were filling in my herb patch.

A Cradle Song

- William Blake

Sweet dreams form a shade,
O'er my lovely infants head.
Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,
By happy silent moony beams

Sweet sleep with soft down.
Weave thy brows an infant crown.
Sweet sleep Angel mild,
Hover o'er my happy child.

Sweet smiles in the night,
Hover over my delight.
Sweet smiles Mothers smiles,
All the livelong night beguiles.

Sweet moans, dovelike sighs,
Chase not slumber from thy eyes,
Sweet moans, sweeter smiles,
All the dovelike moans beguiles.

Sleep sleep happy child,
All creation slept and smil'd.
Sleep sleep, happy sleep.
While o'er thee thy mother weep

Sweet babe in thy face,
Holy image I can trace.
Sweet babe once like thee.
Thy maker lay and wept for me

Wept for me for thee for all,
When he was an infant small.
Thou his image ever see.
Heavenly face that smiles on thee,

Smiles on thee on me on all,
Who became an infant small,
Infant smiles are His own smiles,
Heaven & earth to peace beguiles.

I find myself using this sentiment more & more everyday.

Quote of the Day

Let us put our minds together and see what kind of life we can make for our children.

 - Sitting Bull I, 

as qtd. in: Neither Wolf nor Dog: On Forgotten Roads with an Indian Elder, 

by Kent Nerburn, 

Poetry & Politics . . . a familiar pairing

Habeas corpus
And that pesky Bill of Rights
Who needs ’em? Wink. Wink.

- Jean Hall, Norwood, MA.

Kilt Monday!

'Cause let's face it,

Mondays can be so rough, hard, difficult.