Tuesday, June 21, 2011

The Wonder Of It All Baby, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah ...

I am in love. My new Girlfriend's name is Bambette. She is beautiful and came through my back yard this morning while I was having coffee on the porch. She was nibbling on my white flowering crab apple tree. She can have it. Ron put a feeder out for her and filled it with corn. xoxo from The Prairie. Did I mention that I love my life?

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Wow, Dad ...

I love you and I totally get the outfit. Happy Father's Day. xoxo.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Sky Watch Friday ...

I have perches. I go to them when the sky speaks to me. It can take me quite a while to arrive home when it's evening and I have been in town. All my Family needs to do to know where I am is to look up. My extended Family has been looking up too ... see what they came up with at http://www.skyley.blogspot.com. They are your Family too.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Pure Love ...

Here on The Prairie the first Peony to open is a big deal. They follow the Lilacs ... but it's not a competition. The Peony blossom sets a pattern for itself, and then does not follow. The frail layers, the color, the zest, the passion ... and the fragrance? Why that's the smell of Love.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Hey Woman ...

Let me know if you need anything. Mi casa su casa.

Monday, June 13, 2011

This Fragile Planet ...

I am an Episcopalian ... that's Catholic Lite, 1/3 less guilt. Yesterday we celebrated Pentecost, the birth of the church. We said a prayer for the Planet ... this is what the service meant to me. This is how I witness.

Friday, June 10, 2011

It's The Weekend Sky Watch ...

I am in a silly mood. It's going to last the rest of my life. I am certain. There are other skies and other moods around this silly world at http://www.skyley.blogspot.com

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Flirting With Lucinda ...

I am a Rabbit. I have a clue for a friend ... it's east of Mount Rushmore.

I hide under these daisies because I am shy. I nibble on flowers that belong to someone I love. I don't nibble to anger her ... I nibble because I want her attention. So where was the cracked corn this winter ???