Layer by layer you expose yourself,
bared to sun and wind.
Once you reveal your heart to the world,
your petals fall, resigned.
I shared with you my secrets, bared my soul
I stood emotionally naked before you
You judged me not
I climb into bed exhausted
Perhaps I can sleep
You turn out the light
as you duck behind a cloud
Goodnight Moon
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It’s been wickedly cold this last two weeks, by Texas standards that is. I have been huddled into my chair writing, and reading. I long to be outside in my gardens watching seeds sprout and bulb pop. The rain has started, predictions of rain for ten days. This is great as we always need moisture in Texas, have been in drought for years. When the sun returns there will be plenty of new blessings to see in my flower beds. The wildflowers will be running rampant across fields and along highways soon and will be chasing them with my camera.
I start a couple of of online classes here today and am looking forward to the distraction of having things to do. Photo 101 and Blogging 101, maybe I will finally figure out how to do this properly. I am one of those people who never read directions, just jump right into the middle and sink or swim. I usually need a life jacket to get me through it.
Well I’m headed off to the class, please wish me luck. I wish you a beautiful day full of sunshine and blessings. I am enclosing sunshine for those of you who may not have any today.
I have been negligent here keeping track of blessings. The weather has been so grand that I spend most of my time in the yard making new gardens and putting in a small pond. The pond is turning out to be more complicated than I had imagined, a leak. I’m sure I stepped on a sharp stone and punctured the lining.
On a happier note the Geese brought the babies down for their first swim on Valentines Day. I must note this was the nicest V Day gift I have ever received. They grow so fast, I am amazed how fast they can waddle to keep up with the parents. Yesterday they were foraging along the bank and a hawk kept circling, I was terrified for them.
Small green shoots are popping up everywhere. I have planted so much I can’t remember what is what. I kept pulling this weed that was invading the bank of my dry creek bed. I wondered why my Rock Cress hadn’t emerged yet. I researched it and believe that the pictures on the net look like the plants I have been pulling…… Sometimes I amaze myself. I will try to refrain from weeding until I am certain what I am doing, if I don’t forget. I am getting so dingy.
The new border lilies have little pink buds on them. I am excited to see them open, maybe for Easter. The new rose bushes are bursting in new leaves. I’m like an expectant mother waiting for the birth, visiting the nursery over and over, imagining the baby here.
God is grand. 
Another fantastic 75 degree day here in Central Texas. My thought was to go to the matinee movie and see American Sniper. My reality was why waste all of this beautiful sunshine. I got into the golf cart and gathered my eight millionth load of rocks, slight exaggeration, only slight. I have been gathering rocks from the horse pastures, cow pastures, and horse arena for five months now, no exaggeration. I am building a dry creek bed from the front of my house down to the pond. Today I thought why dry? So I decided to put a pond and waterfall at the top. Women are known for moving furniture, I move rocks almost daily. Excellent exercise let me tell you.
I enjoy rock picking around the horses, they are so curious. They tend to follow me like puppies, you do need to be careful about bending over in front of some of them. You are likely to get nipped. The cows are curious also but much more timid.
I live on a working ranch with a professional arena. Cowboys roping steer at all hours of the day and night. I enjoy watching them but it does get old. My grand daughters are learning to rope. The six year old has no fear of horses and no interest in roping. She is quite happy to bring the steer up and run the chutes. The nine year old is a fantastic roper and has no love of horses. Their father is a bit disappointed, I say let them play.
Well break is over and sunshine is wasting. Hope you have lots of sunshine in your life…. enjoy.
It was such a gloriously beautiful day today, sunny and 70. A great day to take my nine year old grand daughter out for photography practice. We are both learning and have competitions. A shared hobby that strengthens the bond we have with one another. I try to be the grand mother I never had, cooking, baking, sewing, crafting, and fun filled sleepovers. My girls love the sleepover where they give me makeovers with new hairdo and makeup. I love the three pigtail and blue eye shadow look best. These are followed up with beauty/talent contests. Popcorn in bed with a movie. Needless to say when they go home I am totally exhausted, and thoroughly in love.
I loved my three children completely but the love I have for my three grand daughters is special. I believe it is because I now have the time to appreciate them and see the world through their eyes. As a single mother raising children was a job. Grand mothering is a pleasure as I am not pressured by the responsibilities of working, mothering, household and lawn responsibilities, I am amazed that I can spend hours playing make believe games. I sincerely hope they remember these times we share and it impacts them as parents. I would like to think I have left my mark on the world by the love I have invested in these beautiful little lives.
Each day a blessing 