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Tomatoes and Butterflies Only a few more days to enter my Celebration Giveaway for my new book, The Innocent. Entries have to be in by midnight EST Saturday night, July 3, 2015. For more details, check it out on my website. I invited those who entered to share a summer story or something they especially love about summer and I’ve …
“Butterflies are self-propelled flowers.” (R.H. Heinlein) I’m taking a break from birthday stories tonight to think about butterfly season. As autumn begins to cool the air and paint the trees, the butterflies start appearing more and more in the hayfield where I often walk with my dog, Oscar. Sometimes I can get them to sit still long enough to take …
There are always flowers for those who want to see them. (Henri Matisse) I usually take a walk every day if at all possible. My dog, Oscar, would be disappointed if we didn’t, although on some of the hotter days in summer, he sometimes looks at me as if he thinks I might have lost my mind wanting to walk …
Life is butterflies and thistles. Hummingbirds and bumblebees. Sleepless nights and sleep-in mornings. Blooming flowers and chomping worms. Truth and fiction. Sorrow and joy. Butterflies on thistles. I’m off my schedule this week, but wanted to stop in to thank you all again for all your prayers and thoughts this last week as I had to tell Mom goodbye. Now …
“Happiness is a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” ~Nathaniel Hawthorne I love spotting things on my walks like this butterfly. I’ve been pursuing him or his brothers and sisters for the last couple of months in order to take his photo. They were all …
It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want – oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain Spring was late in coming this year, but it came in a hurry this week with …
The butterfly’s attractiveness derives not only from colors and symmetry: deeper motives contribute to it. We would not think them so beautiful if they did not fly, or if they flew straight and briskly like bees, or if they stung, or above all if they did not enact the perturbing mystery of metamorphosis: the latter assumes in our eyes …
A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love. ~Saint Basil Those of you who read my blog last week know it wasn’t a very good week for my mother and me and my sisters. If I had …
The butterfly counts not months, but moments, and has time enough. … Rabindranath Tagore We’ve had a beautiful summer here in Kentucky – the first one in several years where we had enough rain to keep the fields green into August. I took a walk this week through our hayfield before my husband mowed it and counted butterflies. Well, not …
Butterflies and Blog Tours.~~ Sort of an odd combination, but then in another way it fits. First let’s talk butterflies. There seem to be more of them out here on the farm this year. Maybe all the nice rain and warm, very warm temperatures have been good for the butterfly population. Don’t you feel as if the Lord has sent …