I'm Up to Bat

This was my inspiration.

This is what we started.  

Then I had to bow out for a time due to 

employment commitments.

This is what He-Man finished creating while I slept.

Now it's my turn to step up and turn the dream 

of growing vegetables into reality.  

Then I will henceforth be 

referred to as 'Farmer Jane'.

I enjoyed walking around the yard...

...looking at 

 ...beautiful and interesting sights...

...in my favorite outdoor ensemble.

Enjoy your day.

Love from Whippoorwill Road,

Bernadine

Sunday Miscellaneous

Can you see this little creature?  We're definitely going to need a fence, repellant or a varmint chasing canine.

Nah, don't want another dog.  We'll go for fencing & repellant.

 

These cows have newborn calves.  You can't see the little black specks laying in the grass.  Imagine laying in the cold wet grass, soaked to the skin...

...for days.  Brrrr.

  Yet I'm so thankful when it rains. 

We're always in a drought, it seems.

The pond is always low.  

It's such a blessing to stay warm and dry.

Enjoy your day.  Tonight I'll be indulging in my new guilty pleasure on Whippoorwill Road,

Bernadine

The Birds

The mysterious yellow green bird was back at the feeder.

This is a bad picture.  I tried to enhance it.

Before: 

After:

It's bad, I know.  

But it was taken between slats in a blind and a dirty glass window.

Stepping on tippy toes and holding my breath.

I could spend the whole day just watching these little things.

(They make quite the mess, don't they?)

This little thing hit the screen too hard.  

It was stunned.  Little chickadee needed a moment to collect itself...

...figure out what happened and catch it's breath.  Then off it flew.

Then I thought that I have a lot of birds in the house too.

Birds that hold matches...

...that hang on walls...

...that perch on furniture and all sorts of places.

I have so many birds.  They're all over the place.

I'll show them later.  First, I'll have to dust.  

I don't want to.  (That's for the birds.)

Love fromWhippoorwill Road,

Bernadine 

Awww... it's Valentine's Day

Feeling stuck in the mud?

A little forlorn?

Well, here's my ode to love:

A SuperHuman walks by you one day.

and notices you're not quite yourself.

But you say to yourself, 

"Self, you're just a little plastic decoy.  Who cares? Who notices that 

you're stuck in the mud?"

Someone cares.  

Someone out there cares.

Who's your SuperHuman?

Even if you're a cold, hard, plastic duck decoy,

isn't it nice knowing

that a SuperHuman is looking out for you?

Love them back.

(And stay out of the mud.)

Be thankful for love on Valentines Day.

from Whippoorwill Road,

Bernadine

Rambunctious Buns

Rambunctious Buns has learned to jump on the side table shelves. 

When shoo shooed off, he scampers in a mad dash around the room.

He pesters He-Man, wanting more attention.

He jumps on our computers when he doesn't get it.

He gets a sampling of pumpkin pie (no crust). 

 Then it's time for Bunny Tunnel play time.

He finally gets the attention he's craving.

Then it's time to lounge in front of the fire.

May you be so relaxed and refreshed this Sunday, 

Bernadine

The Last Few Days I've Been...

... preparing to do this...

...visiting this...

...which resulted in this...

...then spent three nights doing this...

...arose to prepare this...

...which we dug up from this...

 Afterwards, we came in and smelled this.

That's what we've been doing on

Whippoorwill Road.

Bernadine

Gettin' Stuff Done and Done Again

(sigh*)

 We've become trashy people.

No denying it.  We have house trash, yard trash and garage trash. 

Well no longer!  The elimination process begins!  

We head to the dump.  

 Though we mapped out the dimensions of the garden once, 

we re-plow to enlarge it, again. 

 These are my suffering roses.  We planted them two years ago.  They were for Mother's Day.

They're on the wrong side of these big evergreens and have struggled valiantly ever since.  

 We have to replant them on the other side. 

Oh yeah, and that load we drove all the way to the dump?

The dump was closed and we brought it all home again.

One step forward, two steps backward.

Sometimes it just feels that way

on Whippoorwill Road,

Bernadine