"Be ignited or be gone."
This dragonfly is a male Blue-Eyed Darner
I am ignited every morning when I slip out the door and into the garden. How can a person NOT be just looking at the opening flowers, the birds flocking to the fountains, and the insects winging by for a visit? My love of all these natural wonders is what keeps me going through the toughest of times. My wish for YOU is that you be ignited every day of your life.
Thank you for all the e-mails, letters, and gifts. I am overwhelmed by your many kindnesses and look forward to someday meeting you in person. In the meantime, I'm happy for this world of blogging, which has put me in touch with so many wonderful people.
This morning as I lifted cloches off my baby sunflowers (oh, they're a yummy attraction for insects and birds), I realized how much I enjoy and depend on the tools of my trade. I love their simple beauty, usefulness, and durability. What would I do without them? Oh, and YES! The onions are up and growing. I guess my apologies were accepted.
Herewith some of my favorites:
Cloches of all kinds. Tiny pots protect little seedlings. Oh, and watering cans, they're such personalities.
The big glass cloche is over 100 years old, the smaller one is from my old store, Heart's Ease. The woven cloches are similar to some vintage ones I sketched in my journal many years ago.
I love the old wicker-work cloches, but they're difficult to find. Most were woven of willow and just didn't last.
So where did I find these? In our local Tuesday Morning store. These are actually lined with a light fabric and are supposed to be used for food covers, but they're identical to the old garden cloches and serve me well as they are.
...and more baskets. They're fruit and herb holders, weed transporters, picnic baskets, egg baskets, and so much more.
Tools, tools, tools. The trowel hanging on the wall (left) was made for me by a beloved little boy 40 years ago. The paper cloches (bright orange) are suitable only during dry weather. They're lined with a waxed paper.
I love all my tools, especially the old ones.
Like this double hedge trimmer that Jeff bought at a yard sale. Yummy.
Old buckets, good trimmers, bulb trowel, and dandelion grubber help make my life easier.
This old herb drying rack was made for me by a friend. I've dried zillions of herbs and edible flowers on these shelves for many years.
And I love this old flower press made by Arlene Shannon's (former owner of Greenfield Herb Garden, Shipshewana, Indiana) father.
I cherish my paints, brushes, and papers. Some of the brushes have been in my life for 30 years. They've traveled around the world and across the country with me many times, and because of them, I can paint all the birds I love.
Male and female Cardinals for my new children's bird book (no title yet).
Lastly, I cherish all of YOU! Thanks for dropping by and leaving your thoughts about life.
P.S. Please visit me on my Lowe's blog and leave a valued comment. They've posted my video on how to plant a hummingbird garden in a container.