Thursday, April 21, 2011

Re-united and it feels so good!

Ah, the drama that goes on in my backyard.
     Family reunion...  will the kids know who their parents are, and more importantly, will a parent accidentally eat a child?      Wait, what?

Yes, it's all about the goldfish moving from their horrifically cramped, plastic tub, into their glorious, circular pond.  Aside from the drama of being caught in a net (nobody likes that), and making sure the temperature change from indoors to outdoors isn't too drastic, it's all about "being set free."

We all love being set free, right?

This spring we added some family drama into the mix.  Last summer we were surprised to find we'd unknowingly transferred a water-plant full of fish eggs from the goldfish pond to my non-fish, supposed-to-be dragonfly pond. 

So, what I thought were dragonfly nymphs, or tadpoles, turned out to be 34 baby goldfish!  (Yay, but not really.)

The babies had to be kept in a separate tub, indoors all winter, until they could be re-united with their parent(s) this spring, outside in the old/new pond.

Thank goodness, no one ate anyone they shouldn't have and now we have one huge, happy family!

Memo to self: do not transfer ANY plants from the goldfish pond to the non-goldfish pond.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garlic grow?

The garlic
is giving new meaning to the word "contrary."
 Compared to the rest of the garden,
it is growing magnificently,
(thank you).

One week ago
And today:
"Ta Da," I say, in a bragging way.

Goes to show you, while some of us turn and run in the face of abnormally cold temperatures and ice pellet storms, the garlic just continues on and gets the job done.

Sometimes contrary is not a bad thing.

Go Team Garlic!

Monday, April 18, 2011

My Garden of Yuck!

Photo proof of a garden only a mother could love. 

 Yes, this is my beautiful perennial garden.  Not so beautiful right now, but it is on its way, in progress, ready to burst...

Like a butterfly before it emerges from its cocoon,

or a dragonfly waiting to rise up from its underwater infancy,

I know my garden shall grow itself out of this "yuck" stage

and become a flamboyant, fantastical, parade of colour.

All I have to do is have faith and patience (combined with a bit of weeding) and Mother Nature will do the rest!

 (Picture proof, or photoshop, will follow.)

Thursday, April 14, 2011

The Voice Of An Angel

The Voice of an Angel
By: Rosemary Danielis

Soft as the voice of an angel,
Fresh as the morning dew.
I'm filled with a sense of yearning,
I long for something new.
I shake off this cloak of darkness,
Free from winter's embrace,
And stand in spring's sweet promise,
A warm and blissful place.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

A different kind of Orange

Waiting, waiting, impatiently!
When will we, be set free?

Our Goldfish spent the winter in a rather unglamorous, large, plastic container in the unheated sunroom of our house.  Now that the ice over their heads has melted, they are eager to make the move to their summer pond.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Why does the beginning look so much like the end?

Out in the garden today, trying to find something beautiful to photograph.
Impatiently waiting for the first flower.
Realizing how much the "beginning" of spring looks like the "end" of fall.
When we feel discouraged, when something we have been working on begins to look like a dead-end, are we sure it's the end?
Maybe it's just the beginning.
Waiting, watching...


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