Very Early Spring

Very Early Spring by Katherine Mansfield
The fields are snowbound no longer;
There are little blue lakes and flags of tenderest green.
The snow has been caught up into the sky–
So many white clouds–and the blue of the sky is cold.
Now the sun walks in the forest,
He touches the bows and stems with his golden fingers;
They shiver, and wake from slumber.
Over the barren branches he shakes his yellow curls.
Yet is the forest full of the sound of tears….
A wind dances over the fields.
Shrill and clear the sound of her waking laughter,
Yet the little blue lakes tremble
And the flags of tenderest green bend and quiver.

Winter’s Blustery Bite


Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
by William Shakespeare (1600)

Blow, blow, thou winter wind.
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
That dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remember’d not.
Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho!

Marching forward


It definitely was a long winter this year. I have to admit that I absolutely love the snow especially when its peacefully falling or on a beautiful sunny day being out in the fresh crispness of winter. By the time there are layers of ice where you need snowshoes to walk on it, and the snow is now shades of charcoal along the roads, I long for Spring.

I love what Charles Dickens wrote about March because it the truth living in the Northeast! I am on the lookout for that first “Spring Day”!!


Autumn Walk

autum benchAutumn Walk by Kim O’Neill

Walking through crisp air,
leaves fall around me like rain
the soft sounds of peace.
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Leaves spin as they fall
painting yellow, orange, and red
a rustic landscape.
*   *   *
Shepherd at my heel
loves to explore on our walks
the world around her.
*   *   *
Squirrels scurry about
collecting their goods to store
for cold days ahead.
*   *   *
The smell of fireplaces
warmth and coziness nearby
the breath of Autumn.
*    *   *
As I step inside
I press my leaves in a book
memories to keep.

The Road Not Taken


The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

I chose this poem today for poetry month. As I went out to do my early morning errands, I took a new road to explore. I found myself driving along Tourne Park with a nice hiking trail and then further down was a neighborhood and golf course which brought me out to another road I use frequently.
” I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.”


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I am noticing spots of color popping up here and there on our weekend drives and around our own yard. Daffodils and forsythia have been the first to arrive; so sunny they almost shout “spring is here!” There are many other promising shoots showing up as well! We found out that we have a pear tree which will have blossoms soon along with a lovely white cherry blossom tree. I noticed the giant fuzzy bumblebees are out working overtime, so I cannot wait to see the results of their hard work!

The koi fish have unfrozen and come back to life in the little pond we have. I’ve been researching them and almost gave them all away until I found out the importance they play in the balance of the pond…. so I’m only giving half of them away!! The real chore will be to spring clean the pond – this involves rubber gloves, draining the fishy water and pressure washing the basin and stones. I am sure to blog about that experience! Keeping it positive… I truly do love how the previous owners built it as a creek tumbling down into the pond. It is so peaceful. I look forward to getting water plants and flowers for the area.

We are putting in a fence for our pool (required) but are extending it so that our shepherd Bailey has some room to run off leash.  This will allow me to plant a greater variety  of flowers without the deer eating them. I have more research to do and maybe finding a local garden club!

Spring continues to show signs of color and warming trends! The Northeast seasons are definitely to be experienced and enjoyed!



Yesterday the twig was brown and bare;
To-day the glint of green is there;
Tomorrow will be leaflets spare;
I know no thing so wondrous fair,
No miracle so strangely rare.
I wonder what will next be there!
~L.H. Bailey