Winter slumbering in the open air

I spent much of my afternoon today sitting in the yard with my husband in the sunshine, with George at our feet. After a rather iffy morning, the sun finally broke through the clouds and I could almost hear the sigh throughout the land.

* sigh *

Sunshine on a weekend is so wonderful. And what a change in temperature from just a week ago. And I saw today that the lilac is beginning to bud.

I read a magazine that came earlier in the week that I was saving for just such a day. I love Coastal Living magazine. I took some photos of birds and some of them turned out alright. And I also shot these handsome portraits of our best buddy.




He loves us always.




He itches sometimes.




And the sun was making him droswy so he took another little nap.

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And winter slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring !

(excerpt from Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s Work Without Hope)

The little birds love to perch on the wire my husband has strung from the tree to the house. As I’ve mentioned before, he has all the feeders – well most of the feeders hung from the wire. It’s completely foiled the squirrels who have been reduced to foraging underneath them rather than eating directly from them.




Silly squirrels – just on the other side of the yard are masses of nuts that have fallen from the trees just waiting to be opened. I’m guessing it’s much easier for them to eat the fallen sunflower seeds, though.

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I’m waiting for the Oscars to begin and I always enjoy the opening bit. I heard this year that there were going to be children doing scenes from the nominated films, which, in theory, sounds pretty cute. We shall see. I do like James Franco and Anne Hathaway for the hosts. It should be interesting, to say the least.
Later this week, I’m sharing some bloggy love. More on that to come.

Until tomorrow, my friends . .