It is not often that we get to actually enjoy the coolness of spring. Last year was one of those years that danced us right over to the higher temperatures of "early" summer.
In fact by July we were hitting 3 digits.
Part of what I did this weekend was to walk around the farm taking in what was blooming.
I picked these pitchers right out of the spring garden, they were ripe and ready.
I have dug up some of these and moved them closer to the house.
I am sure that those will not bloom this year since they will need to establish their roots first.
I find that Iris just take my breathe away with their color.
I have been waiting for the peonies to open. I was checking them everyday and finally one day a bloom.
Then the next day 4 opened, then 4 more opened and then another 4 opened. I had a dozen open in less than 24 hours.
I have them all over the house in small vases. They smell so good you would think we had been invaded by a perfume company.
If you have never smelled one you must find one to put your nose in, they are amazing.
There are times that I think I should be able to figre out how to use it.
It is more complicated than my little point and shoot number.
I just went all over the farm taking pictures on Sunday.
Then when I loaded them up on the computer to look at them I spent the better part of an hour deleting all but about 6.
They were really bad.
It seems there are many things for me to learn about that camera. My little one is much more forgiving.
We have a bisque on to preheat today, pitchers; like the ones up top, are being made, tiles are being rolled, I want some fresh strawberries, clay needs to be picked up and there are many odds and ends to be done.
And, today is our son's birthday
|Joel and my Dad at Christmas...|