“Some old-fashioned things like fresh air and sunshine are hard to beat. In our mad rush for progress and modern improvements let's be sure we take along with us all the old-fashioned things worth while.” Laura Ingalls Wilder

Thursday, January 01, 2009

Snow bound.
My garden is asleep under waist high snow.
I know where a beehive is hidden in my garden wall, now covered shoulder high with snow. Everywhere I look, the frost has a grip til the sun's rays can melt and give warmth to renew.
Drip, drip, drip. I want to see all of my home's roof 'neath the snow drape.
Still snow bound.

by: Mrs. Mac
January 1, 2009
A toast to all good things learned from tending my garden this new year!


Deb said...

I see by the doppler radar that you're in for another winter storm watch....

better you than I!!

...My dad always used to say, "Don't worry, Deb, Summer's comin'." There was way more wisdom in that statement than I ever dreamed of at the time. No matter how bleak the winter cold...there's always hope for the warm breezes of Summer!

Rick said...

Hello Mrs. Mac, , Please forgive me for being so bold, but I am doing a bit of blog surf to invite people to sign up for my giveaway. There are no gimmicks. This is just my way of celebrating two years of blogging. On January 4th I am giving away a free caricature drawn by me. I'd be honored if you came by and signed up for a chance to win.

Margie said...

That is awesome.

The ground is resting waiting to come alive next year! Just as God intended!