I enjoyed the most wonderful birthday. I started it off by walking with my friend, Gail at 6:30 in the morning. We extended our walk several miles and ended it by enjoying and discussing the garden. I accomplished some necessary daily tasks, like attending to our cat, Snowshoe, in the apartment and giving him some well-deserved attention. Then, I went to lunch with my dear friend, Kay. She gave me the most wonderful big rabbit holding a tealight for my garden. BG and I then took a nap–what a wonderful thing to do on your birthday-hah! BG then took me to buy shoes (it’s all about the shoes) at Dillard’s. As we returned home, Maya, my sweet neighbor, was waiting for me to help her with a 7th grade scrapbook regarding her trip to the Alamo in San Antonio. We spent the remainder of the day working on that project and I even managed to work in making a card at the same time. I received numerous phone calls and texts from those I love and BG and I ended the evening with candles and “porch sitting”! What a fine day!!! I could never ask for more!!
You are all SO CLOSE TO MY HEART-I LOVE YOU, Terry
For several years, I’ve had a vision of creating a beautiful English garden. In honor of my mother’s birthday this year, I have accomplished this dream. My grandfather’s petrified wood; a rock path; a favorite pottery piece; historic iris; a blooming salvia bush here and there; vegetable plants; verbena; phlox; and a velvet fuschia snapdragon-breathtaking. We planted a grape vine last year (in honor of our trip with Brett, Leanna, and Brandon to San Francisco and the Napa Valley last summer) and it has returned along the rock fence on the edge of the garden, following a long, cold winter. The yellow, purple, and cranberry iris adorn the perimeter in gorgeous color.
Bill and I were discussing this evening where we would consider moving to besides Abilene! Then, we heard the owls and we went down to the creek and watched them–amazing! Some moments, we have it all!!
Well, as usual, Abilene creates new words for a thunderstorm and snow occurring at the same time: Thundersnow! But, alas, it was a wonderful snowstorm–very dry and it is still with us. Hoping my rabbits and owls are doing well–7 degrees in the morning. Another snow day–I guess we will be working over Spring Break, but I for one love the opportunity to look out at the drifts–yes Texas Drifts! It was very cold today, but I managed to take a few pictures.
Perhaps some clues to the answer to this question reside outside our window. We were observing the “critter action” on the creek this week and were highly entertained by seven baby squirrels swinging from branch-to-branch across the old pecan trees, chattering and chasing each other up, down and around. After several minutes, we noticed a squirrel leg in full extension, hanging from the barbed wire part of the bird house off of one of the big pecan trees; the remainder of the squirrel evidently inside of the birdhouse. After several moments of no leg movement, we could only assume that this one particular squirrel had one leg permanently caught in the barbed wire of the birdhouse. We watched in amazement as another squirrel kept trying to assist his squirrel friend, by pawing at his foot and using his teeth to try to free the other squirrel’s foot. As he tried to help without success, we decided we would have to intervene before the squirrel broke his leg. Armed with garden gloves, needle-point pliers, and stool, we proceeded to go outside to rescue the squirrel. After several attempts at trying to free the squirrel”s toenail from the barbed wire by bending the wire downward, our neighbor came in to assist, as we needed more heighth. He donned his gloves and climbed up on the stool, freeing the squirrel’s claw from the barbed wire. The squirrel immediately scrambled back into the birdhouse. We backed away and watched, as his squirrel friend climbed down onto the roof of the birdhouse and immediately stuck his head inside, chattering to the rescued squirrel. After several minutes of conversation, both squirrels climbed out of the house and returned to their frolicking in the great pecan trees. A loud chatter could be heard, as all of the squirrels “discussed” Fred’s adventure. You decide the answer to the question!