Platitude Paradise

I have no clue what this is even supposed to be, but I loved it so much, I just had to share it. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

It's like the contented sigh of the year ... don't you find?     After such a long season as Winter ... when teeny hints of life poke their delicate little selves into the world ... ...and just there ... if you look very closely, you see the quiet stirrings of Mother Nature's design (look closely) Then, you can observe the 'other', not so indigenous wild life ... they don't seem overly happy with Mommy and her camera It was a burry day, despite the strength of the sun ... Cooper dawg was less than impressed with the fact that I had recently sheared him.   I enjoyed a little quiet time before the natives got restless ... time where I sat and sipped, and immersed myself in a glorious early Spring morning ... and coffee ... and finished "Room" Yes, I really was there ... see my foot?   Then, it was time for a little child labor. I promised if they collected the sticks from around the lawn...

Just a quickie for today ... I have some loverly photos I will be sharing of my Sunday in the "Out of Doors" from this past weekend. For those of you who follow my Facebook page, you will already know that my camera (not unlike myself, now that I think of it) has an issue with personalities ... in that, it lives in the past much of the time and no matter what I do to correct this issue, it seems my photos continue to have incorrect date stamps. What this means is that I will be needing to crop out the dates on the silly things before my anal retentive brain will allow me to post them on here. I hope you are all enjoying your Tuesday! D - out

Wednesday morning began much the same as any other weekday. Alarm. Snooze. Alarm. Snooze. Alarm. Groan. Get up. Disengage alarm. Start shower. Pee. Enter shower. This is pretty much how every weekday morning starts for me ... with very little variation. Hubs had left our bed in the middle of the night to go up with Stretch, who had been complaining of feeling sick. (She's Dad's girl, without a doubt, and when she calls out in the night, it's for him ... so I was left to snooze.) Back to my shower, I had shampooed and had put the super-heavy-duty-all-soft-conditioner in my hair to soak in and had 'soaped up' all the parts that get stinky, when I felt a massive wave of nausea, followed by the feeling that someone had just punched me square in the nose. I realized that I was going to faint - and everyone was asleep ... upstairs (as I am the waker-upper-er in the house). If I went down in the shower, nobody would find me for at least an hour or so. I co...