Friday, April 30, 2010

Angels, in the early morning May be seen the Dews among

I just know Emily Dickinson was a morning person. For all her darkness, she delighted in the same morning sun as I do.

So here's another morning blog, because the beautiful days just keep on coming.

The last couple of days it's been Sammi weather: overcast, storm clouds, a smattering of rain. I'm going to lose her to Oregon or Washington, I just know it.

We even had some sleet/snow mix yesterday afternoon. Didn't stop the playing, though...


So it was a delight to wake up this morning a see the clear skies again. With Ihop cup in hand (note to self: next blog to explain how I did not steal it), we did our pretty mornings ritual in the backyard. Ever wonder how I get such rapt attention pictures of the pups like this one?



All you have to do is hold the ball over your head:

(thanks Sammi)

Our walk along a different route including some more spring delights.


These are cousins of the bluebonnet -- smaller and mostly purple, but they still remind me of home.



My maple tree is bursting into green!



The orchid is going on four blooms now, too.

The Sun — just touched the Morning –
The Morning — Happy thing –
Supposed that He had come to dwell –
And Life would all be Spring!

0 comments:

Post a Comment