I promised last week to show you this house and the yard art extraordinaire. Visit Mary at Work of the Poet to see more “ART”.
This mural is painted on the garage/carport area.
Now they have me on their video taking lots of photos of their property!! :0) I smiled….
Visit Mary at Work of the Poet to join in on this fun weekly meme. This meme is a real motivation for me to get out and walk. On Monday when I walked and I got to the top of the hill I turned right instead of left and here’s what I found.
I think the happy face painted on the rock is very funny. Most of the yards that I found “art” in this day were in serious need of some weed pulling! Have a great end of the week everyone. Oh and I walked again today specifically to get to a unique Yard Art house. I’ll show you next week!
I do believe the pink ones are my favorite. Which are your favorite?
Time to visit Mary at Work of the Poet for some more Yard Art!
These great specimens are all from one yard and this is just a sampling of what was in this yard…
Row upon row yellow, pink, red, purple.
I took a quick trip North last Thursday because we were promised a window of time without rain. I wanted to see the tulips before all the crowds started coming.
It was dry for my hour drive up until I took the exit for Mt. Vernon to head to the tulip farms. Then it started pouring!!
Most of my photos had to be taken out of my car window.
I was amazed at the beauty of this lovelies blooming row upon row.
It was wonderful to get the effect of a sea of tulips when you didn’t focus down the planted rows.
It really is a treat to see and if you ever are in the Northwest in April make sure you make it to the Skagit Valley!
After dinner yesterday Dear and I went for a walk out and about the neighborhood. The first hill was a killer but it was worth the effort.
We saw so many splashes of color in the different yards we passed. We also saw some great yard art but I’ll save that for Thursday.You know it’s Spring because there were so many people enjoying an early evening walk. The mountains pictured are the Cascades.
I showed our apple tree buds earlier in the week this next mosaic is of our pear tree with several of the buds blooming.
It’s been a great few days to be outside here in the Pacific Northwest. Rain is coming in later this week just in time for the Sounder’s game on Thursday. Hope your Wednesday is going well…
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The glory of the spring how sweet!
The new-born life how glad!
What joy the happy earth to greet
In new, bright raiment clad!
Divine Redeemer, Thee I bless;
I greet Thy going forth;
I love Thee in the loveliness
Of Thy renewèd earth.
But O these wonders of Thy grace,
These nobler works of Thine,
These marvels sweeter far to trace,
These new births more divine:
This new-born glow of faith so strong,
This bloom of love so fair,
This new-born ecstasy of song,
And fragrancy of prayer!
Creator Spirit, work in me
These wonders sweet of Thine;
Divine Redeemer, graciously
Renew this heart of mine.
Still let new life and strength upspring,
Still let new joy be given;
And grant the glad new song to ring
Through the new earth and Heaven.
Words: Thomas H. Gill, 1867
what an incredible experience this was with only photographs…
Bear with me because this post is going to have lots of photos! We found out that Snow Geese like to congregate at Snowgoose Produce in Conway, Washington. We were in La Conner and Conway was on our way back home. We decided to try to find this spot. As we drove on Fir Island Road I spotted a sea of white to our right. Dear turned down the country lane and stopped in front of these Snow Geese grazing in this field.
I watched them hoping maybe some would get tired of sitting and would fly. I had been told it’s amazing to see large groups of them in flight.
A few of them got excited and started to fly…
Then I heard a loud indistinct noise coming from the distance. I looked to my right and exclaimed “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, Dear here they come, they’re coming” He jumped out of the car to stand with me as we observed this amazing sight!
Geese that at first appeared like locusts were swarming to this little spot where we were standing.
We started to hear the distinct honking fill the air. Very loud coming from the thousands of birds approaching.
Our excitement mounted as they got closer and closer.
They were flying over our heads and I was praising the Lord for this special birthday gift to me! Thank you Lord!
I wish I could share the audio of what this sounded like. It was so much more amazing in person.
This truly was one of the coolest outdoor experiences I’ve had!
Snow geese are harbingers of the changing seasons. They fly south for the winter in huge, honking flocks that may appear as a “U” formation or simply as a large “snowstorm” of white birds. They spend the colder seasons in southern coastal marshes, bays, wet grasslands, and fields. Their diet is entirely vegetarian, consisting of grasses and grains, grazed from damp soils or even shallow water
You can hear what we heard here http://vimeo.com/3856735
I’ll be linking up with Outdoor Wednesday. So visit Susan at A Southern Daydreamer on Wednesday to join in…
Welcome to Ruby Tuesday now go visit Mary at the Work of the Poet to check it out before a house falls on you!
Dear and I enjoyed an overnight in La Conner, Washington and we saw so many interesting things. Wail till I show you some of the yard art. For now enjoy this…
In 2005, a small flock of wild Turkeys made La Conner their home and have been declared the official town mascot. Dear and I were thrilled when we spotted them. The way this guy strutted about makes me think he’s the King of the Roost! Just a little ruby for you and if you look closely you’ll see ruby on the tree trunks besides the wattle and the snood on the turkey.
Thank you for stopping by. Hope you have a wonderful week.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
