Time and days continue to go at Cook'n by the Creek. Every new blossom is a time each plant is ready for. It is time for our lilies to bloom and wow are they gorgeous this year. We have pink and white, orange and a deep deep red. How do you like that for telling what type they are? Never keep the tag, we buy, plant and watch them bloom year after year. As each one opens we announce the red lily is blooming or pink and white or orange. The prettiest flowers that blossom around here will end with the lilies. The others are nice just lack the wow to me.
Our temperatures are way to hot for us to enjoy the outdoors. During the day we dash out for a quick chore, then back to the air conditioning. Have I ever mentioned how much I hate ac? Well I do! It means it is above 80 and that is too hot for us. Have I ever mentioned how much I love winter and snow? Of course I have. Give me a warm toasty house for baking and winter soups. A walk in the crisp air or snow shoeing, roasting hot dogs and a thermos of coffee. Those days that light my candle, float my boat or whatever the saying. Not hard to figure out what memories I am pulling up to put that smile on my face. It's only July 4th, little early to be thinking about winter. Canning and freezing the harvest comes next. Never wish time away Cheryle Anne Gross as my mom would tell me. Always wishing for something down the road a little farther. The road ends here.
|New bridge and new guard rails. I guess I will have to dig in my box of "old" pictures for a picture of the old bridge.|
As I am typing my grandson's wife just sent me a picture of an apple pie he baked today from scratch. It looks beautiful and the best part is he said, he got his gramma's genes! Yes he did. How do I know for sure? Because he is as particular about mowing his lawn as I am. We discovered that a couple weeks ago! Gage and Sammy live in Illinois and will have a baby daughter in July around my birthday! It is tough living so far apart but knowing they are happy, healthy and starting a family makes the miles melt away.
|If we could drive to Illinois for a piece of pie and a few hugs!|