Saturday Stroll

This morning afforded me a rather rare commodity these days....

with three of my girls still snoozing in their beds and hubby and son off to work on a job elsewhere, I found myself strolling through the sun drenched morning with my camera in hand...

the whole world has burst into a song of green and I for one am a rapt audience....

      down the patio stairs through the shrub arbour...(sometimes forgetting to prune can be a good thing:)

there is love, there is duty...

                                                       then there is lilacs.....

                                                       still.

                                        the sheep and horses have returned to pasture....

                                                         potential in a pile of gravel...

                                   

                                            my hubby makes these beautiful cement birdbaths...

                                             my vegetable garden is slowly coming to life...

I continue my stroll...past silent swings

                                          floral fusions...

                                       
         to the front ;where the morning sun lends itself to tranquility in the shadowed yard

 I see the tree. Last week I came home one day to see the crew of hydro workers cutting off some of the trees that were growing too close to the wires. I know they were simply doing their job, but it made me sad...I remember thinking to myself.....trees are like children. We think they are ours, but they're not really. :)

I have planted some of my planters. Took this baby in the last few nights as there has been a risk of frost...

                                    a favorite spot to sit in the afternoon...

                                        Back inside I pour myself another cup of coffee.....

                                           
                        I notice my latest thrift store finds ...a tin bread box, and a new toaster...
(I joked with my husband that I was blessed for buying him his long coveted white bread for finally finding my tin bread box I've wanted...:))

                 I gaze out the window to a world which is constantly changing, a world that at times leaves me feeling small.....

but I am grateful to the One who loves and is over all.

Happy Saturday!