One More April Day

And it was perfect!

Oreo enjoying the backyard

Robins chose the gutter pipe once again.

Lots of green everywhere

Special Times

Confirmation Sunday for Nicolas

Nick's little brother Lucas brought along his dinosaur friend.

Oh, how I love SPRING! Plants show off their spectacular colors. I am very glad my mother transplanted irises from her garden into my beds. This time of year is SPECIAL!

 Give away smiles and hugs this week.

xo, Sandy

Silent Companions

When I am home alone, I have silent companions that keep me company.  

I have had this statue the longest...since my college days.

She remains my favorite.

Young Girl 

   Willow Tree Angel

I like their thoughtful positions. Arms and legs capture their pensive moods. They seem to be pondering questions or daydreaming much like I've always done and still do.

Some other companions at home come from books. This particular novel has an unusual group of personalities. I am wondering how the book's mysteries will end.

Happy Saturday and Sunday.

Until next week,

Sandy

Child's Play

After pulling weeds it was time for a relaxing break that allowed my inner child to come out and play.  Twigs, pieces of bark, stones, and shells came together to construct the fairy house for yet another spring and summer.

I love the fact that it's near the BELIEVE stone.

Wishing you a little bit of magic this week...

I already received mine this week. My daughter was in town yesterday. Although Lauren's visit was short, it was just what I needed. 

Life, time, etc.

A wonderful friend called me yesterday to make sure I was okay. She was wondering why there were no new posts. Her sweet concern inspired me to communicate before April vanishes. 

I am feeling better...just not 100% yet. However, Sunday's beautiful weather

prompted me to get outside and start pulling weeds from three flowerbeds. To think something I once hated is now a source of comfort. I dearly love the rock border my mother gave me, and pulling weeds away from the stones is a task I don't mind. 

I am constantly changing the den mantel or so it seems. I'm presently using an old print that belonged to Corkey's mother.

The gold bottles were moved behind the sliding glass bookcase. I'm becoming overly protective of these silly plain bottles.  Must be because I've had them for so long. They were with me in the 70's in my first apartment.

Another collection from the 70's.
 There was a fourth brown vase. I'm happy to say that daughter Lauren has it.     

It startles me to think of the decades I have now witnessed. In that space of time I have changed from young girl in my twenties to retired person in my sixties. A-m-a-z-i-n-g!