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today. She has been and still is a great blessing to me.    Kirstin, I love you so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dg8aiFg7Pg/TtAd1LBGJlI/AAAAAAAADc8/_MiV56KHjWo/s1600/kirstin-22%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dg8aiFg7Pg/TtAd1LBGJlI/AAAAAAAADc8/_MiV56KHjWo/s400/kirstin-22%2B%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679071929441855058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-6490372811301086148?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's wonderful to see such color again.  I don't have pictures of everything blooming in my garden, but here are most of them. Kirstin photographed these for me since &lt;a href="http://muscarimusings.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-first-day.html"&gt;my new job&lt;/a&gt; is keeping me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohhG64rN9MU/TYAHhnpIWtI/AAAAAAAADcA/mGYLmQ4rsd4/s1600/bd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohhG64rN9MU/TYAHhnpIWtI/AAAAAAAADcA/mGYLmQ4rsd4/s400/bd8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471812097989330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Forsythia bush is bottled sunshine with its yellow flowers.  Near it, a flowering plum is blooming, but that is one of the ones I didn't get a picture of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDkfKnwsCzc/TYAG35tJaOI/AAAAAAAADbI/7AifLrt8kAs/s1600/bd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDkfKnwsCzc/TYAG35tJaOI/AAAAAAAADbI/7AifLrt8kAs/s400/bd1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471095392168162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have Violas, of course.  They are lovely source of joy for me.  This Winter was rough on them, but they are certainly bouncing back now that it has warmed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXfPZgcvUC0/TYAG4bQTZSI/AAAAAAAADbY/Ww4WBcelfXw/s1600/bd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXfPZgcvUC0/TYAG4bQTZSI/AAAAAAAADbY/Ww4WBcelfXw/s400/bd3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471104397993250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Daffodils were on the property when we bought it and I've moved some of them around.  They seem to be some of the first Daffodils to bloom.  Their flowers always nod down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQFkUZeuv_c/TYAG4M6UmUI/AAAAAAAADbQ/OMf94bwdIRM/s1600/bd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQFkUZeuv_c/TYAG4M6UmUI/AAAAAAAADbQ/OMf94bwdIRM/s400/bd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471100547701058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weedy Violets are coming up at the base of my steps again.  I like them  blooming here, but I try very hard not to encourage them to spread  themselves around.  Ha!  Not much success with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jt_-wpTHPVs/TYAHhSljacI/AAAAAAAADb4/Oe66DaD2u7w/s1600/bd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jt_-wpTHPVs/TYAHhSljacI/AAAAAAAADb4/Oe66DaD2u7w/s400/bd7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471806445840834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daphnes are blooming, sending their heavenly fragrance wafting into the air.  I have a white Daphne, too.  I just love their scent.  Near them is a pink Camelia.  She has lots of blooms this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bm-cv2eQ8i4/TYAHiC9b01I/AAAAAAAADcI/fz1xF84uKnQ/s1600/bd9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bm-cv2eQ8i4/TYAHiC9b01I/AAAAAAAADcI/fz1xF84uKnQ/s400/bd9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471819430908754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incredibly fragrant flower in my garden is this blue Hycinth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1Mws-WL-UQ/TYAG49vTaXI/AAAAAAAADbg/RsPD-IrQcG8/s1600/bd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1Mws-WL-UQ/TYAG49vTaXI/AAAAAAAADbg/RsPD-IrQcG8/s400/bd4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471113654823282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a cluster of them blooming and their fragrance is overwhelming!  I think the cold was good for them because this is the best they've ever looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuDJMAeXLvA/TYAHijYOJ2I/AAAAAAAADcQ/uTACDJiDvgU/s1600/bd10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuDJMAeXLvA/TYAHijYOJ2I/AAAAAAAADcQ/uTACDJiDvgU/s400/bd10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471828133193570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Muscari blooms are showing.  As you know, I love these little flowers.  There should be many more of their blooms coming soon.  Oh, and I have a white Muscari blooming, too!  I haven't had success with white Muscari in the past, but this little clump has now bloomed for its second year.  I'll try to post a picture of it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r0pgfm2uuhU/TYAHhW45sAI/AAAAAAAADbw/Aa_orQ-edYo/s1600/bd6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r0pgfm2uuhU/TYAHhW45sAI/AAAAAAAADbw/Aa_orQ-edYo/s400/bd6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584471807600734210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for visiting me on &lt;a href="http://www.maydreamsgardens.com/2011/03/garden-bloggers-bloom-day-march-2011.html"&gt;Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day&lt;/a&gt;.  I'd love to hear from you.  Be sure to stop by &lt;a href="http://www.maydreamsgardens.com/2011/03/garden-bloggers-bloom-day-march-2011.html"&gt;May Dreams Gardens&lt;/a&gt; to find other gardens to visit.  Thanks, &lt;a href="http://www.maydreamsgardens.com/"&gt;Carol&lt;/a&gt;, for hosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkGXSqFVNA4/TYAHtFQKvVI/AAAAAAAADcY/B7MBfy21Pg4/s1600/bd11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkGXSqFVNA4/TYAHtFQKvVI/AAAAAAAADcY/B7MBfy21Pg4/s400/bd11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584472009024912722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-4021603799673318918?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I let my chickens outside their pen to "free range" and then I poked around my garden to see what was happening.  The chickens tend to follow us and when Kirstin came outside, Tiger and the chickens all congregated at her feet, eying one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKCuk6PWqMA/TWmCrfbdJwI/AAAAAAAADZY/dvjxJflG5yk/s1600/titg15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKCuk6PWqMA/TWmCrfbdJwI/AAAAAAAADZY/dvjxJflG5yk/s400/titg15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578133297157711618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camellia has its first bloom of the year.  Its leaves get sunburned over Winter so they turn a coppery brown color.  I need to fertilize the bush; I think its flowers are getting a little small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x62pVumdwQs/TWmBMevHiMI/AAAAAAAADXw/zobEDrAebgY/s1600/titg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x62pVumdwQs/TWmBMevHiMI/AAAAAAAADXw/zobEDrAebgY/s400/titg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578131664884172994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow crocuses are blooming.  They are still in the container I put them in years ago, not knowing where else to put them.  Hmmm.  Will this be the year I put them in a bed?  I just figured out where they need to go: in the bed that I see when I look straight out the front door.  That bed seriously needs Spring bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LL4e-nFkXKU/TWmCrZSYdnI/AAAAAAAADZQ/pcwwPrLsEdo/s1600/titg14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LL4e-nFkXKU/TWmCrZSYdnI/AAAAAAAADZQ/pcwwPrLsEdo/s400/titg14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578133295509042802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to these blue Hyacinths opening up.  Won't they be gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAu4oMzA9go/TWmB7vVnN1I/AAAAAAAADYQ/rV6uWImi3I0/s1600/titg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAu4oMzA9go/TWmB7vVnN1I/AAAAAAAADYQ/rV6uWImi3I0/s400/titg6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578132476794451794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first daffodil.  More will follow soon.  They're very sunny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bx85wn-sACM/TWmBM9BOEWI/AAAAAAAADYI/mIqzhvozYOA/s1600/titg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bx85wn-sACM/TWmBM9BOEWI/AAAAAAAADYI/mIqzhvozYOA/s400/titg5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578131673013162338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite sights:  a cane break.  'Double Delight' is producing a new cane; may it bring me lots and lots of roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I_bYLq9a5ZE/TWmBMcO50XI/AAAAAAAADX4/0snRovNS8MY/s1600/titg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I_bYLq9a5ZE/TWmBMcO50XI/AAAAAAAADX4/0snRovNS8MY/s400/titg3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578131664212185458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new leaves of my 'Hyperion' daylily.  Somehow they seem happy and energetic.  I've got other daylilies coming up, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz16-cwW6rU/TWmBMsUzxoI/AAAAAAAADYA/btDLVbyRbWA/s1600/titg4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz16-cwW6rU/TWmBMsUzxoI/AAAAAAAADYA/btDLVbyRbWA/s400/titg4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578131668531922562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chickens really liked scratching around my 'New Dawn' rose underneath the arbor.  There is good soil there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAaRwfIfapQ/TWmB8MIRO_I/AAAAAAAADYo/0D3qMFs6C2k/s1600/titg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAaRwfIfapQ/TWmB8MIRO_I/AAAAAAAADYo/0D3qMFs6C2k/s400/titg9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578132484523113458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully they didn't damage these bulb tips coming up.   What do you call it when you dig up bulbs, leaving some, of course, from a yard where no one lives?  Well, that's what I did to get these.  I'm not sure what they are, but the flowers are blue.  Hmmm.  I wonder why I was attracted to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tObodkkbrbc/TWmB76rGQdI/AAAAAAAADYg/MRkM2jdee2k/s1600/titg8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tObodkkbrbc/TWmB76rGQdI/AAAAAAAADYg/MRkM2jdee2k/s400/titg8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578132479837356498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy to see these little bitty green things in the ground.  They are the new new growth of my yellow Salvia.  My other yellow Salvia, the one with variegated leaves, is also coming up.  And so are my ground Orchids.  Oh, happy, happy, happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56yvN_LG0hk/TWmCq8sTejI/AAAAAAAADY4/_YFMwNGhvX0/s1600/titg11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56yvN_LG0hk/TWmCq8sTejI/AAAAAAAADY4/_YFMwNGhvX0/s400/titg11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578133287833139762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you like the little pink edge on the new leaves of my variegated Hydranga?  I love this bush.   I've put coffe grounds at its base hoping for blue flowers this year.  But, really, I grow this particular Hydrangea for its wonderful leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LL2Sz7eAmaw/TWmB8uo6yzI/AAAAAAAADYw/xOMaYQaTBnE/s1600/titg10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LL2Sz7eAmaw/TWmB8uo6yzI/AAAAAAAADYw/xOMaYQaTBnE/s400/titg10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578132493786860338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A male Cardinal was sitting high up in the branches of the Laurel Oak.  And singing.  Look at that (Carolina) blue sky.  It was just that kind of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pcAP1soV_g/TWmB7mC5NyI/AAAAAAAADYY/8aClo_FHKdA/s1600/titg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pcAP1soV_g/TWmB7mC5NyI/AAAAAAAADYY/8aClo_FHKdA/s400/titg7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578132474300020514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger was helping himself to a drink of water.  He looked up when I came over to take his picture.  (Please tell me that you have an unruly stack of pots and containers in your garden, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VL7Z58U2g_Q/TWmCrMi_xOI/AAAAAAAADZI/VHqSRUBAgto/s1600/titg13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VL7Z58U2g_Q/TWmCrMi_xOI/AAAAAAAADZI/VHqSRUBAgto/s400/titg13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578133292089066722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what else I discovered.  Before too long we will have something yummy from the garden to eat.  Even though Julie was sure I had killed it, my Rhubarb is coming up.  I'm thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKqZdcIIKYE/TWmCqw2EtdI/AAAAAAAADZA/R0y_g4hVoBw/s1600/titg12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKqZdcIIKYE/TWmCqw2EtdI/AAAAAAAADZA/R0y_g4hVoBw/s400/titg12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578133284652889554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something very, very beautiful in my greenhouse right now.   You'll know what it is, so I'll just show it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhUbcZxCYnw/TWmBMN2-hoI/AAAAAAAADXo/ObgcFAxadkY/s1600/titg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhUbcZxCYnw/TWmBMN2-hoI/AAAAAAAADXo/ObgcFAxadkY/s400/titg1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578131660353734274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S.  There are froggies outside peeping and cro-aking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-969387084204154576?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My bush isn't blooming yet, but it was exciting to see that Spring is edging closer.  In my own garden, the Violas that I planted last fall are starting to look a lot more cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RSqmxlNtSv8/TVscJxsw1tI/AAAAAAAADWw/Vkls5cS71CM/s1600/GBBD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RSqmxlNtSv8/TVscJxsw1tI/AAAAAAAADWw/Vkls5cS71CM/s400/GBBD1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574079918086608594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks ago, I discovered this volunteer Johnny seedling blooming.  I think it is so pretty.  Maybe even prettier than the ones that I bought to plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MgVMMqatDo/TVscgux5HSI/AAAAAAAADXg/4aQ7B256bN4/s1600/GBBD7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MgVMMqatDo/TVscgux5HSI/AAAAAAAADXg/4aQ7B256bN4/s400/GBBD7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574080312439807266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sx5Ks0kV10I/TVscKfwfz8I/AAAAAAAADXA/P_1T2BJl9RQ/s1600/GBBD3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sx5Ks0kV10I/TVscKfwfz8I/AAAAAAAADXA/P_1T2BJl9RQ/s400/GBBD3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574079930450300866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the house, my Silver Squill has been blooming.  The stalks are elongated as it reaches for light, but I think the tiny flowers are very interesting.  (You can click on the picture for a larger view.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pm6ojdcnfas/TVscKJizugI/AAAAAAAADW4/joWBRB1Hrxc/s1600/GBBD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pm6ojdcnfas/TVscKJizugI/AAAAAAAADW4/joWBRB1Hrxc/s400/GBBD2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574079924487305730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back outside, the first new flower in a long time is.... wouldn't you know it.... a weed.   Actually, I am fine with that for now.  I'm just happy that things are happening in my garden again.  This Cardamine hirta is growing in a nursery container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QI8W2Zjfr9c/TVscKwClq2I/AAAAAAAADXI/e7jtjCDEYvM/s1600/GBBD4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QI8W2Zjfr9c/TVscKwClq2I/AAAAAAAADXI/e7jtjCDEYvM/s400/GBBD4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574079934821149538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower I am most excited about is my False Crocus (Nothoscordum sellowianum)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Its first bud appeared a couple of days ago and soon opened.  Well, in the day anyway.  It closes up for night.  And now a second bud has appeared.  This fragrant plant should bloom for several weeks.  I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XtfWSGVATYY/TVscgKTdfJI/AAAAAAAADXY/SZ71B2YSwTY/s1600/GBBD6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XtfWSGVATYY/TVscgKTdfJI/AAAAAAAADXY/SZ71B2YSwTY/s400/GBBD6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574080302648491154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by on Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day.  Be sure to visit &lt;a href="http://www.maydreamsgardens.com/2011/02/garden-bloggers-bloom-day-february-2011.html"&gt;May Dreams Gardens&lt;/a&gt; to see what is blooming in other gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAsQLxC74Rw/TVscf7_IEZI/AAAAAAAADXQ/CkhxRd-pVpA/s1600/GBBD5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAsQLxC74Rw/TVscf7_IEZI/AAAAAAAADXQ/CkhxRd-pVpA/s400/GBBD5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574080298805105042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-3827737224930134600?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I attended The Triad Orchid Society Show.  It was utterly amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3H95ISjGRBI/TVmRhO81BHI/AAAAAAAADVo/bhY2z2py0wA/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3H95ISjGRBI/TVmRhO81BHI/AAAAAAAADVo/bhY2z2py0wA/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573646013982639218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I noticed when I entered the door of the Greensboro Council of Garden Clubs building was the incredible scent filling the air.  I don't think I've ever encountered anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Mo92vSXz7k/TVmQuAM77TI/AAAAAAAADVg/BnMfW1XRFBU/s1600/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Mo92vSXz7k/TVmQuAM77TI/AAAAAAAADVg/BnMfW1XRFBU/s400/138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573645133850340658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the foyer of the building, 3 different vendors had orchids for sale.  Those, of course, were beautiful, but the treat within the main room was absolutely astounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIwwQupGFyg/TVmQtTO5kEI/AAAAAAAADVQ/SrBM106kt_I/s1600/249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIwwQupGFyg/TVmQtTO5kEI/AAAAAAAADVQ/SrBM106kt_I/s400/249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573645121778978882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{These are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angraecum_sesquipedale"&gt;Darwin Orchids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and this plant is about 20 years old.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten different displays were set up, by individuals or clubs, to the theme of "A Walk in the Park" and there were literally thousands of blooms.  They ranged in size from smaller than dimes to ones that were probably 4 and 5 inches across.  And in every color imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZzQxWidnlI/TVmRh9Mfv8I/AAAAAAAADV4/PwbC_Xr9ZVE/s1600/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JQuK_auu5IA/TVmUUsVD6FI/AAAAAAAADWQ/wP6eO2COEsM/s1600/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JQuK_auu5IA/TVmUUsVD6FI/AAAAAAAADWQ/wP6eO2COEsM/s400/154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573649097065490514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blooms were so varied in shape.  It was astonishing.  There was so much to take in.  I could have spent hours and hours there, just looking and looking and looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFScdUM9c40/TVmQtj_jUBI/AAAAAAAADVY/7dLZM0hB5K4/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFScdUM9c40/TVmQtj_jUBI/AAAAAAAADVY/7dLZM0hB5K4/s400/121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573645126278008850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was, I took many, many photographs.  The ones you see on this post are only a tiny part of them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please, please, please&lt;/span&gt; visit this &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?c8bcu0bo8kvqt#0,2"&gt;gallery&lt;/a&gt; that I have set up for you to see more of these gorgeous flowers.  (You can click on each image for a larger view.)  The page will take a few seconds to load, but the beauty of these wonderful orchids is worth the wait!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F07B32GbL4E/TVmR0EVrtXI/AAAAAAAADWA/Msxjp5oMCQw/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F07B32GbL4E/TVmR0EVrtXI/AAAAAAAADWA/Msxjp5oMCQw/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573646337551611250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-3573356719523809226?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I like how much blue there is.  Doesn't Princess make a nice addition to the steps?  Today was a wonderful day for working outside so I cleaned up the bed to the right of the the steps, as you are facing the porch.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DsJgIWz1Mc/TVhoi6Pmp9I/AAAAAAAADVI/bZF2mrWymak/s1600/today7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DsJgIWz1Mc/TVhoi6Pmp9I/AAAAAAAADVI/bZF2mrWymak/s400/today7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573319487830534098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are all kinds of pretty green things poking their heads up out of  the soil.   I am sooo happy to see them!  I've got a number of  blue Hyacinths in this bed.  The Hyacinths in the bed on the  other side of the steps are pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeagZyLAPFU/TVhoNU-ZQvI/AAAAAAAADUo/IfVQPx-u2zE/s1600/today3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeagZyLAPFU/TVhoNU-ZQvI/AAAAAAAADUo/IfVQPx-u2zE/s400/today3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573319117048988402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rose bush, Pink Gruss An Achen, has teeny tiny little bitty red leaf buds on it.  I pruned it and cleaned up around it.  I won't prune most of my roses just yet, but this is the warmest spot in my garden.   The Iris is coming up and so are some Daffodils. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM3zH9GBqr0/TVhoNMvml9I/AAAAAAAADUg/RxZZqWz9NQY/s1600/today2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM3zH9GBqr0/TVhoNMvml9I/AAAAAAAADUg/RxZZqWz9NQY/s400/today2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573319114839463890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't opened up my greenhouse for several months now.  It has been way too cold.  When I opened it up this afternoon, it was pretty hot in the greenhouse.  I'll have to be careful that I don't cook the plants now that it is warming up.  I think most of the plants survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti4jZaXmWXw/TVhoiqwpRnI/AAAAAAAADVA/2yGyZ8t-ug0/s1600/today6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti4jZaXmWXw/TVhoiqwpRnI/AAAAAAAADVA/2yGyZ8t-ug0/s400/today6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573319483674150514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the plants that look brown and dead may not be.  It's too early yet to start pruning them to check, but this plant obviously has plenty of green at its base.  I'm so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pdislajhk-0/TVhoNx3gORI/AAAAAAAADU4/a-DJs9XxN5I/s1600/today5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pdislajhk-0/TVhoNx3gORI/AAAAAAAADU4/a-DJs9XxN5I/s400/today5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573319124804712722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something I didn't expect to see in the greenhouse.  A tiny praying mantis.  Actually, I saw a couple of them.  There must have been an egg sac on one of the plants and, because it is warmer in the greenhouse, they were tricked into hatching early.  I don't know how much they will find to eat in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIn2DdRFSrU/TVhoNsAN54I/AAAAAAAADUw/QupxLVPZTVA/s1600/today4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIn2DdRFSrU/TVhoNsAN54I/AAAAAAAADUw/QupxLVPZTVA/s400/today4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573319123230648194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've saved the best for last.  Look what I found today.  It's a bud of my False Crocus.  Julie and I were jubilant.  Julie said, "Does that mean that it is Spring now?"  I don't know, since it is a False Crocus.  Even in its bud stage, we could detect a faint scent.  Oh, I am so thrilled for my flowers to be returning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfHd8iySFFU/TVhoNJyEtWI/AAAAAAAADUY/bMtNwYexQFc/s1600/today1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfHd8iySFFU/TVhoNJyEtWI/AAAAAAAADUY/bMtNwYexQFc/s400/today1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573319114044519778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-8259832643166051959?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.maydreamsgardens.com/2011/01/garden-bloggers-bloom-day-january-2011.html"&gt;Carol at May Dreams Gardens&lt;/a&gt; for hosting this monthly activity.   The &lt;a href="http://muscarimusings.blogspot.com/2011/01/paperwhites-and-hyacinth.html"&gt;Paperwhites and Hyacinth&lt;/a&gt; that I recently blogged about have just about finished their blooms, but I sure did enjoy them while they lasted.  My Parlor Palm is blooming again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD21tntvPI/AAAAAAAADTc/X0xlHxJ2iY8/s1600/bd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD21tntvPI/AAAAAAAADTc/X0xlHxJ2iY8/s400/bd4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562216942442233074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't bloom all the years I lived in California, but every Winter since I moved it to North Carolina, it has bloomed.  The stalk on the right is still little buds and the stalk on the left is more mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD21bSWr_I/AAAAAAAADTM/8Td6CvF5zZA/s1600/bd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD21bSWr_I/AAAAAAAADTM/8Td6CvF5zZA/s400/bd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562216937520803826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the tiny "buttons" it produces are so amazing in their simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD21u4W-sI/AAAAAAAADTU/KNbIT2HkNek/s1600/bd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD21u4W-sI/AAAAAAAADTU/KNbIT2HkNek/s400/bd3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562216942780480194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my garden is pretty much still covered in snow and ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD3Lz2MSTI/AAAAAAAADT0/MHNaBeRoX5Q/s1600/bd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD3Lz2MSTI/AAAAAAAADT0/MHNaBeRoX5Q/s400/bd7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562217322070690098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger didn't seem to mind rolling around in the aforementioned snow and ice, though!  (If you want to see pictures of my chickens checking out the snow, you can go to my &lt;a href="http://muscarimusings.blogspot.com/p/chickie-update.html"&gt;Chickie Update&lt;/a&gt; and scroll down the page.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD21RPj9nI/AAAAAAAADTE/VrsmikScuBI/s1600/bd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD21RPj9nI/AAAAAAAADTE/VrsmikScuBI/s400/bd1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562216934824736370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the only color outside is the glass beads I added to this little wind chime several years ago.  In the Spring and Summer, it doesn't really show up, but in the snow, it sparkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD3LWB5zvI/AAAAAAAADTk/OKakwf0EnI4/s1600/bd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD3LWB5zvI/AAAAAAAADTk/OKakwf0EnI4/s400/bd5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562217314066747122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Violas outside are struggling - frozen and/or buried under the snow - except for the ones on the &lt;a href="http://muscarimusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-front-porch.html"&gt;front porch&lt;/a&gt;.  These are cozy and (relatively) warm in their sheltered area.  Thanks for stopping by my garden.  And be sure to go to &lt;a href="http://www.maydreamsgardens.com/2011/01/garden-bloggers-bloom-day-january-2011.html"&gt;May Dreams Gardens&lt;/a&gt; to find other gardens to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD3Lq7Q80I/AAAAAAAADTs/cl9sBZp6yXY/s1600/bd6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TTD3Lq7Q80I/AAAAAAAADTs/cl9sBZp6yXY/s400/bd6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562217319676048194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And stay warm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-9004222806541269429?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This time the snow is only about an inch deep.  It is topped with ice so when I walk on it, the snow crunches.  I do like the way it looks like icing on my stone wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzZa58jPZI/AAAAAAAADSU/HJ70Em0c1Yo/s1600/3paperwhites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzZa58jPZI/AAAAAAAADSU/HJ70Em0c1Yo/s400/3paperwhites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561058696150334866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, it was falling in snow flakes.  I love snow flakes.  They are so exquisite, so amazing.   So tiny and so intricate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzZbZLqoJI/AAAAAAAADSc/Ju3vnWODMP4/s1600/4paperwhites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzZbZLqoJI/AAAAAAAADSc/Ju3vnWODMP4/s400/4paperwhites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561058704535232658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been growing Paperwhites (Narcissus 'Ziva') in my laundry room.  Their scent is wonderful!  Wouldn't it be cool if the fragrance from the Paperwhites would drift into my dryer and make my clothes smell like Paperwhites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzaZB2Zn1I/AAAAAAAADS8/r25W_qRMngk/s1600/8paperwhites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzaZB2Zn1I/AAAAAAAADS8/r25W_qRMngk/s400/8paperwhites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561059763423911762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the bulbs discounted a few weeks ago and couldn't resist the temptation.  I used some of the gravel from my path to fill jars and stuck the bulbs on top.  I like to see their roots growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzaYrY86fI/AAAAAAAADSk/mSe5rS9ZOL4/s1600/5paperwhites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzaYrY86fI/AAAAAAAADSk/mSe5rS9ZOL4/s400/5paperwhites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561059757394815474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the blooms is the new curtain I made for my laundry room window.  It's just a simple muslin panel hung on small clip-on cafe rings.  I'm pleased with it.  And it makes a lovely picture with my Paperwhites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzaY4tCvhI/AAAAAAAADS0/GdUJDuwApBw/s1600/7paperwhites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzaY4tCvhI/AAAAAAAADS0/GdUJDuwApBw/s400/7paperwhites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561059760968744466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll plant them outside once it warms up (if it ever does!  Ha!), even though I haven't been able to get Paperwhites to naturalize here.  Maybe in a different location they will do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzaYlKZKjI/AAAAAAAADSs/85Gan-RkBbI/s1600/6paperwhites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzaYlKZKjI/AAAAAAAADSs/85Gan-RkBbI/s400/6paperwhites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561059755723139634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at a grocery store, I found a Hyacinth on clearance.  There were some mums, too, but the Hyacinth was/is fragrant, so it won out.  It'll also get planted outside in the Spring.  I've had success with Hyacinth so it should come back each year.  It came in a little plastic pot inside of a terracotta cachepot.  I put the little plastic pot inside of the blue and white ceramic pot, which I found a couple of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzZaL8nOkI/AAAAAAAADSE/PVGna0tnkp0/s1600/1paperwhites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzZaL8nOkI/AAAAAAAADSE/PVGna0tnkp0/s400/1paperwhites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561058683802565186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plant had two blooming stems on it, but, as careful as I was, one of them got broken.  (The poor plant was seriously wilted because it hadn't been watered; just put on sale.)  However, the broken stem gave me permission to put it into a make-shift vase and enjoy its beauty and fragrance on my bedroom vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzZay-ReXI/AAAAAAAADSM/uwl6SKhhd7Q/s1600/2paperwhites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TSzZay-ReXI/AAAAAAAADSM/uwl6SKhhd7Q/s400/2paperwhites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561058694278510962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-5475924480020879754?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It felt like Winter long before Winter even officially got here.  The temps in my garden didn't get above freezing for almost a week in the middle of the month, so for &lt;a href="http://www.maydreamsgardens.com/2010/12/garden-bloggers-bloom-day-december-2010.html"&gt;Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day&lt;/a&gt;, everything was frozen and sad.  The little Violas were the only things even making an attempt at blooming, but they were having a very hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rmhg0BtI/AAAAAAAADRs/B9QmvJlUUqc/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rmhg0BtI/AAAAAAAADRs/B9QmvJlUUqc/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556856562308613842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the freezing days, we had rain and amazing ice designs were created.  I found them very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rmZKnIpI/AAAAAAAADRk/bFs7puMiuog/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rmZKnIpI/AAAAAAAADRk/bFs7puMiuog/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556856560068010642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one of my poor &lt;a href="http://muscarimusings.blogspot.com/p/chickie-update.html"&gt;chickie dudes&lt;/a&gt; was sick for a couple of days.  I was afraid that she would die, so, of course, I had to worry and fret over her.  But she is absolutely fine now. I don't know what the problem was;  I am just thankful that she is back to her beautiful self.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rJk1LWxI/AAAAAAAADRM/_tSo3NsxNEU/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rJ8jIU1I/AAAAAAAADRU/ZRtfw6MFoKY/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rJ8jIU1I/AAAAAAAADRU/ZRtfw6MFoKY/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556856071349883730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winter Equinox brought with it a total lunar eclipse.  How cool is that!  I did happen to be awake in the wee hours of that morning, so, braving the cold, I went outside to see if I could see the eclipse, but the sky was solid clouds.  Oh, well.  One time in California, I watched an amazing lunar eclipse, so that memory will be enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rKAei6aI/AAAAAAAADRc/NLJOHxsKfu4/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rKAei6aI/AAAAAAAADRc/NLJOHxsKfu4/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556856072404396450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had lots and lots and lots of birds coming to my bird feeder.  It hangs just outside my sliding glass door/window and I love to watch the birds come and go.  Maybe the birds take the place of the flowers for the Winter.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rJdC0nfI/AAAAAAAADQ8/xthiTWn5gRc/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rJdC0nfI/AAAAAAAADQ8/xthiTWn5gRc/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556856062892875250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow.  Oh, the snow.  Like so many others, I had my share of snow on the 25th.  We got almost 6 inches, which is rare for this place.  And this time of year.  There is still plenty of snow on the ground.  But the temperatures aren't supposed to dip into freezing tonight and there is rain forecast for tomorrow, so I'm guessing that most of the snow will disappear over the week-end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3qd3aGWlI/AAAAAAAADQc/K02LA0SJqYk/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3qd3aGWlI/AAAAAAAADQc/K02LA0SJqYk/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556855314055584338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my birdbath ... in any weather!  With snow on it, it makes me think of some delicious confection or dessert.   It's a little chilly out to sit at my table and chairs, but in about 3 months, I'm sure I'll be back out there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3tKvJCHCI/AAAAAAAADR8/bgdrg3zMOBU/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3tKvJCHCI/AAAAAAAADR8/bgdrg3zMOBU/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556858283953888290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance to my woods makes me think of Robert Frost's poem&lt;a href="http://muscarimusings.blogspot.com/p/stopping-by-woods-on-snowy-evening.html"&gt; "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3tKTDi9JI/AAAAAAAADR0/DcO9EUTPYBE/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3tKTDi9JI/AAAAAAAADR0/DcO9EUTPYBE/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556858276414682258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my nephews and little niece for a few days earlier this week while my sister and her husband went on their annual anniversary trip.  Of course, the nephews enjoyed the snow.  I bought snow sleds for them to use and they sure did use them!  It was fun having a little girl around the house again, as my little girls are now pretty much grown up.  See you next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rJQA2z4I/AAAAAAAADRE/20c6llz5Z0U/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TR3rJQA2z4I/AAAAAAAADRE/20c6llz5Z0U/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556856059394969474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-6983052259457570276?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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(As if you couldn't tell.)  But when December comes, I crave red.  There really is not a lot in my garden to give me red.  A few rose hips here and there.  Maybe the leaves of a Nandina.  And, of course, the Cardinals.   Perhaps I should plant a holly bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLPlOJo3cI/AAAAAAAADP4/VIXuURcWplo/s1600/cozy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLPlOJo3cI/AAAAAAAADP4/VIXuURcWplo/s400/cozy3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549225929234505154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I have a blue toile tablecloth on my table and I like that very much.  But when Winter comes, blue becomes a little more cold than peaceful, so I pull out my red toile tablecloth to make things seem cozier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLQVuHHpbI/AAAAAAAADQI/sMZQ6qkRMX8/s1600/cozy5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLQVuHHpbI/AAAAAAAADQI/sMZQ6qkRMX8/s400/cozy5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549226762447594930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister gave me the variegated Hoya.  It is so nice to think of her when I see this plant.  The pot and saucer were also given to me.  Normally the Hoya resides in my laundry room, but I think it needs to be on my table for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLQWKyxuoI/AAAAAAAADQQ/rjkpLjFvHXE/s1600/cozy6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLQWKyxuoI/AAAAAAAADQQ/rjkpLjFvHXE/s400/cozy6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549226770146900610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Julie gave me the little pitcher with the poem on it.  It reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When this you see, remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And bear me in your mind;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let all the World say what they will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speak of me as you find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLQVZ22sKI/AAAAAAAADQA/nSNxEKpgkXo/s1600/cozy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLQVZ22sKI/AAAAAAAADQA/nSNxEKpgkXo/s400/cozy4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549226757010665634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.  Even with the red tablecloth, I still can't keep away from blue, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLPknMLx6I/AAAAAAAADPw/y8ljKWrmjNM/s1600/cozy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TQLPknMLx6I/AAAAAAAADPw/y8ljKWrmjNM/s400/cozy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549225918776199074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-1431836320996150636?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, I don't.  Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I grew up and lived in Southern California for so long where, like, 63 degrees is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7ZKAaINYI/AAAAAAAADPI/pa24azJFiTk/s1600/cold1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7ZKAaINYI/AAAAAAAADPI/pa24azJFiTk/s400/cold1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548110556898538882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My freshman year in college I attended a small college in Texas, where I worked on the landscape crew.  Which is outside work.  I remember lying in bed one Winter morning, listening to the weather forecast and hearing that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; for the day was going to be 11 degrees.  I just wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7ZKcOYt4I/AAAAAAAADPQ/IY9QiO3r36E/s1600/cold2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7ZKcOYt4I/AAAAAAAADPQ/IY9QiO3r36E/s400/cold2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548110564365481858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think I am much more mature now.  Yes, I am whining and being wimpy right now.  But let me get it out and then the rest of the Winter  (and the rest of this Fall!), I'll not complain about the cold.  I'll simply refer you back to this post if you want to hear me feel sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7aS1vhobI/AAAAAAAADPg/CtMnFbSjzoI/s1600/chickenhouse3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7aS1vhobI/AAAAAAAADPg/CtMnFbSjzoI/s400/chickenhouse3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548111808165945778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{This chicken is molting, so I hope she stays warm enough.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the high was about 31 degrees.  But with the windchill, it was about 11 degrees.  (Well, maybe a tiny bit higher than that.  But not much.)   I didn't weep.  I put on my work clothes and set about covering much of my chickens' house with plastic so the poor little girls wouldn't get too cold.  (How do you like my high tech way of holding the cover over their yard?  [Clothespins, if you can't tell.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7ZJWab4II/AAAAAAAADO4/IVfLXAlVexw/s1600/chickenhouse1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7ZJWab4II/AAAAAAAADO4/IVfLXAlVexw/s400/chickenhouse1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548110545625538690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, it's not the cold so much that bothers the chickens but the wind disrupting their feathers from holding their body heat.  So the plastic barrier should stop most of the wind. I left part of the top uncovered so they could have the fresh air that they need. (You can click on the picture for a larger view.)  I don't think my chickens like the cold any more than I do.  They haven't gone out of their house much since it snowed.  I can't say that I blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7aSnW08II/AAAAAAAADPY/NdwIGNQ_rEI/s1600/chickenhouse2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TP7aSnW08II/AAAAAAAADPY/NdwIGNQ_rEI/s400/chickenhouse2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548111804304257154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!  And stay warm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-5523190763570341116?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We were still about forty minutes away from home, heading north-east, so I could only imagine what we would find when we arrived home. Sure enough, we had snow, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTDm8PlQI/AAAAAAAADOY/Ei9ASduDZVI/s1600/snow4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTDm8PlQI/AAAAAAAADOY/Ei9ASduDZVI/s400/snow4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547329793727370498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this morning I (and Julie) had to go out and take pictures.  Everything is so different in the snow.  Cleaner and fresher.  And the architectural-ness of plants and objects is emphasized by the whiting out of color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTDm8PlQI/AAAAAAAADOY/Ei9ASduDZVI/s1600/snow4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwT_y6fxaI/AAAAAAAADOw/HFGLbVhpg8I/s1600/snow7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwT_y6fxaI/AAAAAAAADOw/HFGLbVhpg8I/s400/snow7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547330827733419426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my birdbath in the snow.  But, then again,  I like my birdbath all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTEP0jEFI/AAAAAAAADOo/gAxyrkfY3nA/s1600/snow6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTEP0jEFI/AAAAAAAADOo/gAxyrkfY3nA/s400/snow6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547329804700946514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think color is important in the snow, though. For example, look how gorgeous the red hips of the Ballerina rose are in the snow.  And I love seeing the Cardinals in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTC4bjdSI/AAAAAAAADOI/ebjWv_1nUeE/s1600/snow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTC4bjdSI/AAAAAAAADOI/ebjWv_1nUeE/s400/snow2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547329781242230050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white of the snow also shows off the blue of my &lt;a href="http://muscarimusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/visit-to-new-garden.html"&gt;treasured pot&lt;/a&gt; filled with Johnnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTD4hptFI/AAAAAAAADOg/8RoXdvBknwQ/s1600/snow5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTD4hptFI/AAAAAAAADOg/8RoXdvBknwQ/s400/snow5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547329798447674450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Johnnies in a flowerbed have been all but covered in the snow.  But don't you just love the blue and white together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTDIIrE9I/AAAAAAAADOQ/F60KriCGpNk/s1600/snow3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPwTDIIrE9I/AAAAAAAADOQ/F60KriCGpNk/s400/snow3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547329785458004946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-5423424298290113991?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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All of my Thanksgiving guests have returned home, so now my house is quiet again.  And empty.  But for one wonderful week, I loved having everyone here.  My garden is becoming quiet and empty (sorta), too.  The temperatures have dropped below freezing most of the nights this past week, which, of course, has affected my garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmRusN55YI/AAAAAAAADNQ/q8LeNuu48Ek/s1600/frost1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmRusN55YI/AAAAAAAADNQ/q8LeNuu48Ek/s400/frost1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546624647412966786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something unusual happens to one of my plants when it freezes.   It looks very odd to walk outside in the mornings and see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmSEOVUV1I/AAAAAAAADNw/LpRaOice3WI/s1600/frost5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmSEOVUV1I/AAAAAAAADNw/LpRaOice3WI/s400/frost5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546625017348118354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sap of my Salvia coccinea turns to ice and bursts the stems open.  As the day warms, the white ice will disappear, leaving behind the damaged stalks.  Do you think the icy sap looks like cotton candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmSEZutNsI/AAAAAAAADN4/x-hZ1E6jeek/s1600/frost6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmSEZutNsI/AAAAAAAADN4/x-hZ1E6jeek/s400/frost6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546625020407396034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Salvias have completely blackened now and I plan to pull them all out next week.  I have a few Violas with which to replace some of them, but other places in the garden will be left blank for the Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmRvUb5EpI/AAAAAAAADNo/jeKETsUsqT0/s1600/frost4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmRvUb5EpI/AAAAAAAADNo/jeKETsUsqT0/s400/frost4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546624658209051282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvia coccinea reseeds itself very well in my garden, so I have very little doubt that as things warm up next year, a new crop of these hummingbird favorites will start to show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmRvBb4anI/AAAAAAAADNg/95ur8OBOWSY/s1600/frost3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmRvBb4anI/AAAAAAAADNg/95ur8OBOWSY/s400/frost3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546624653108734578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Violas are affected by the dropping temperatures, too.  I like the way they hunker down against the cold and then revive again when it warms up.  Hey, that sounds kind of like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmRuuSoP2I/AAAAAAAADNY/v_INNShb-Fo/s1600/frost2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmRuuSoP2I/AAAAAAAADNY/v_INNShb-Fo/s400/frost2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546624647969652578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my Catmint plants has one stalk with blooms on it.  Maybe it didn't get the memo that the garden is shutting down for the season.  Good for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmSESThZyI/AAAAAAAADOA/ZiJRd0gBeWA/s1600/frost7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TPmSESThZyI/AAAAAAAADOA/ZiJRd0gBeWA/s400/frost7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546625018414327586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-214679325864018699?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It seems not so long ago that she was just my little, bitty baby girl  and now she has grown into a beautiful young lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO838h26vQI/AAAAAAAADMw/TmNz5A6qlMA/s1600/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO838h26vQI/AAAAAAAADMw/TmNz5A6qlMA/s400/b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711179336760578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so very proud of her.  And I love her so very much.  Words cannot describe what she means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO837MflWjI/AAAAAAAADMg/IJyEoz2cX64/s1600/b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO837MflWjI/AAAAAAAADMg/IJyEoz2cX64/s400/b2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711156421876274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my siblings and their families came to my house for Thanksgiving.  The food was delicious, thanks in part to Kirstin's cooking skills, and we all enjoyed being together again.  There are quite a few of Kirstin's and Julie's cousins here, including Danielle, who likes Kirstin very much.  Actually, all of Kirstin's cousins like her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO838Tee7NI/AAAAAAAADMo/_rbP9uevARY/s1600/b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO838Tee7NI/AAAAAAAADMo/_rbP9uevARY/s400/b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711175476178130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the table decorations I do for the Thanksgiving meal each year. I think the table is so pretty and sparkly.   And very Fall-ish.  Julie took this poetic picture of one of my candle holders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO837HSA7pI/AAAAAAAADMY/AqRcKyMwVYo/s1600/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO837HSA7pI/AAAAAAAADMY/AqRcKyMwVYo/s400/b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711155022786194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite flower pots is this "pumpkin," which I found several years ago.  Every Fall I plant Violas in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO838wkAS4I/AAAAAAAADM4/b1ANl4nf6Fg/s1600/thanksgiving1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO838wkAS4I/AAAAAAAADM4/b1ANl4nf6Fg/s400/thanksgiving1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711183283964802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think it fits Thanksgiving Day very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO84JV-TFiI/AAAAAAAADNA/IwQ5QH1wR64/s1600/thanksgiving2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO84JV-TFiI/AAAAAAAADNA/IwQ5QH1wR64/s400/thanksgiving2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711399484790306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thankfulness is the soil in which joy flourishes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-6078106567055671535?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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And I came to realize something:  they are things that are beautiful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hSbsElPI/AAAAAAAADMQ/hIL-oCxJpes/s1600/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hSbsElPI/AAAAAAAADMQ/hIL-oCxJpes/s400/a5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543334423149450482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the people who love me.    And for friendly people.  I am thankful for the wild birds that come to my feeder and for my three dear chickens.  For the charming hummingbirds that come to visit.  And for many of the creatures that share my land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hP34s8RI/AAAAAAAADL4/TzJeMMX7mHs/s1600/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hP34s8RI/AAAAAAAADL4/TzJeMMX7mHs/s400/a2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543334379179012370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for clouds.  And for the rain that waters my garden.  Ah, my garden.  I am so thankful for my garden and for the plants that I have.  For sunrises and sunsets and seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hRtKOHTI/AAAAAAAADMI/9xeCzWvgttA/s1600/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hRtKOHTI/AAAAAAAADMI/9xeCzWvgttA/s400/a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543334410659437874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my blue and white transferware dishes, for my gorgeous fabrics, those in quilts and those yet to be in quilts.  I am thankful for my cozy bed, for the bed frame and dresser and vanity to match which I inherited from a great aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hPcE8wKI/AAAAAAAADLw/BW22V6Uezhw/s1600/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hPcE8wKI/AAAAAAAADLw/BW22V6Uezhw/s400/a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543334371714187426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thankful for intangibles like courage and wisdom, joy and peace, when they come into my life.  And there are so many, many more beautiful things for which I am thankful.  Including you who read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hQohwGjI/AAAAAAAADMA/jY4VyRNBT4M/s1600/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TO3hQohwGjI/AAAAAAAADMA/jY4VyRNBT4M/s400/a3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543334392236087858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I do hope you have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-3868632599293033444?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pretty wild, huh?  I saw this Variegated False Holly (Osmanthus heterophyllus 'Goshiki')  at Southern States a couple of days ago and was intrigued.  But I didn't buy it.  I was "good" and went home and did my research first.  Then I bought it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOxL6ZVxKUI/AAAAAAAADLo/lKSe4Zt4evE/s1600/osmanthus4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOxL6ZVxKUI/AAAAAAAADLo/lKSe4Zt4evE/s400/osmanthus4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542888707992922434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should grow in my (evil) clay soil.  And it is supposed to grow slowly so I might grow it in a container for awhile.  (Read:  "I don't know where to plant it yet.")    It will to produce white flowers, just not many of them.  The thing is, and this is what convinced me to buy it, the flowers are fragrant.  And I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; fragrant flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOxL49E-PZI/AAAAAAAADLg/_wX-IAfO_CY/s1600/osmanthus3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOxL49E-PZI/AAAAAAAADLg/_wX-IAfO_CY/s400/osmanthus3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542888683226414482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, those leaves are pretty prickly.  And it can get to be a fairly large shrub.  However, I am confident that my pruning abilities will keep it at bay&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOxL4KCv26I/AAAAAAAADLY/2j4PP4XQJns/s1600/osmanthus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOxL4KCv26I/AAAAAAAADLY/2j4PP4XQJns/s400/osmanthus2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542888669526875042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new growth is rather colorful, isn't it?  And after the blooms, there are black berries for the birds.  Even with all these other pluses, it's the mature foliage that I find most interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOxL3T6-bOI/AAAAAAAADLQ/fwcyjklPdto/s1600/osmanthus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOxL3T6-bOI/AAAAAAAADLQ/fwcyjklPdto/s400/osmanthus1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542888654998760674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-5774524106846643556?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have a large mirror on the wall opposite the sliding door/window so the trees are then reflected in the mirror as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOXSr1rbOJI/AAAAAAAADKg/DQOHc9EiYXk/s1600/tablecloth4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOXSr1rbOJI/AAAAAAAADKg/DQOHc9EiYXk/s400/tablecloth4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541066567134689426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add the wonderfulness of all this Fall beauty, I found a tablecloth that I love that reflects this season perfectly for me.  In a way, it is another mirror to what is happening outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOXSrbkDWLI/AAAAAAAADKY/M4MVNAaEMck/s1600/tablecloth3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOXSrbkDWLI/AAAAAAAADKY/M4MVNAaEMck/s400/tablecloth3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541066560124442802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I would walk into the dining room and see the table cloth and see the trees outside with their Fall glory, it would just fill the room with the colors of this time of year.  The trees are not so colorful now, but that only makes me like the tablecloth even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOXSkg3IhjI/AAAAAAAADKI/LFaVbvkpJ-g/s1600/tablecloth1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOXSkg3IhjI/AAAAAAAADKI/LFaVbvkpJ-g/s400/tablecloth1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541066441287566898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little difficult to tell from the pictures, but there are leaves and acorns woven into the design of the fabric.  I added my brass candle holders with cheerful red candles and the charming little, glowing pumpkins and it all just makes me smile.   Wouldn't it be nice if you could come over and share some spiced cider with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOXSp5I7cvI/AAAAAAAADKQ/GBIBe_nccCM/s1600/tablecloth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNdu--NBvZU/TOXSp5I7cvI/AAAAAAAADKQ/GBIBe_nccCM/s400/tablecloth2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541066533704004338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916338711798734039-6021497643123462779?l=muscarimusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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