coloradoMind’s eye smelling blossoms from 8 yrs past (#ced2010)

St Francis Farm, April 9, 2002, Palisade, Colorado. Witnessing our first full spring of blossoms as orchardists. Cherries, apricots, pears, plums. Bees yet to kiss blossoms. Bushels yet to be bountiful. Anticipation. Spring. Nostalgia for eight years past. Before time passed. Happy memories. Mind’s eye smelling blossoms.

Today’s garden lacks blooming trees. Tree gift certificate from our winter wedding still waiting to be redeemed.  Plant pink blossoms? Soon.

Peach Blossoms Plum blossoms
Pear Blossoms Cherry Blossoms

2nd story view

mmmm, inhale!

Mmmm... Inhale!

Sense: Sight: Color for a Cloudy Day #ced2010

Color for a Cloudy Day

No leaf  buds yet on the swamp oak. Intermittent-only blue sky on a spring Saturday. 50 percent off pink, yellow, blue, green tags at the ARC. Nylon scarves in seven hues, 50% off. Thrify solution to a cloudy day. Make scarf-blossoms for the Emotikin family tree.  Make a rainbow toga for a Goddess. Make color count.

goddess in a tree

Scarf blossoms

Emotikins in a Tree

Like Birds on a Wire Flying

Shamanikin

Two in a Tree

the goddess

colors

goddess in a tree

goddess nest

scarves and a goddess

she is a goddess

Scarves in a Tree

Now it’s easier to believe Spring is coming.

The Snow Day-After

Yesterday’s storm, which only began about three in the afternoon, dumped almost 9 inches in our backyard before midnight. This morning’s picnic table begged for a measurement. Yesterday, knee deep. Today, armpit deep.

Armpit deep the morning after the spring storm

Armpit deep the morning after the spring storm

How deep was it really?

How deep was it really? Armpit deep...

Still, that’s pretty deep, even for these Emotikin. It was too cold to play this early in the morning, and the sun had stayed asleep behind the clouds. The Emotikin decided to crawl back in bed and watch Kung Fu episodes, Season 2, for the whole day.  Too bad Terry didn’t invite them to Starbucks with him. 

I got home from work about 5:30, still an hour before dark. I couldn’t wait to build a snowman, and the dogs couldn’t wait to find a tennis ball under the snow. While they kept looking, I rolled snow. The Emotikin gave me directions, being quite know-it-all about how best to pack and roll the crusty snow. While I rolled, packed, & molded snow into a play pal, the Emotikin refused to put on mittens, and Bella Luna went inside, pouting, like sisters sometimes do. 

Emotikin scaled ice chest to afix the nose.

Emotikin scaled the ice to afix a nose.

Big Emotikin kept Bella’s scarf and decorated our emerging friend with lava rock stones for eyes and a carrot (one of two that I bought at King Soopers on my way home from work just for this  purpose.) I heard myself singing in my head, “And a carrot nose, and two eyes made out of coal…”  

It wasn’t a perfectly pretty Frosty the Snowman; he lacked a scarf, a magic hat, a corncob pipe, and a better rounded belly…not to mention those great rubber boots for dancing around town. But since we’re expecting more sun tomorrow, Emotikin and I tacitly agreed that Frosty was good enough for a photoshoot–at least this time. Really, we just wanted to play.

Playing on the birdhouse
Playing on the birdhouse
Posing on a mountain of snow

Posing on a mountain of snow

The sun was dropping fast on the other side of the house. The backyard was becoming too cold. What else could we do? The front yard! Let’s go find Gnome! 

Tune in to the next posting for the Great Garden Gnome Rescue!  

Spring snow! Soggy dogs!

Knee deep!

Knee deep!

Sweater weather on the way to work, mitten weather on the way home.  I couldn’t wait to take the Emotikin out in the backyard to measure the snow. It was emoti-knee deep on the picnic table at six o’clock.  And that was less than 3 hours of snow.  

Catching snowflakes on one's tongue!

Catching snowflakes on one's tongue!

You're not the tennis ball

what ARE you?

Abby and Mia love the snow. I’m so glad I cleaned the kitchen floors on Sunday. Murphy’s Law of Mopping is not a myth. 

Mia, come here

Mia, come here

 

Wipe your feet please.

"Wipe your feet please." "But I want to go back outside."