Hello everyone. For once this old saying is true for us and I couldn't be happier!
Photo credit: friend Elaine at Woods Country Cove
The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shawl and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.
The April sun, the April sun,
Glints through the rain in fitful splendour,
And in grey shaw and woodland dun
The little leaves spring forth and tender
Their infant hands, yet weak and slender,
For warmth towards the April sun,
One after one.
And between shower and shine hath birth
The rainbow's evanescent glory;
Heaven's light that breaks on mists of earth!
Frail symbol of our human story,
It flowers through showers where, looming hoary,
The rain-clouds flash with April mirth,
Like Life on earth.
~ by M. Blind~
☔I have been busy over the last week as co-host of our community Seedy Saturday held on April 1 at the library.
We had seed and plant vendors as well as others related to gardening, presentations and hands on workshops. It was a day of inspiration and very successful much to our satisfaction. We sat down yesterday and made a batch of thank you cards and are hosting a thank-you tea on Sunday at my place for the garden club volunteers.
In the pond....you know, the one with no fish, were a pair of mallard ducks this week. They stayed a few hours and moved on.
I have several butterfly mirrors and one sunny day there was an intriguing display on the wall from one of them. Don't you love these surprising magic moments?
The fairy gardens are starting to reappear in the house and by next month the outdoor ones will be assembled. I missed a chip on this lavender teacup when I purchased it so it became a small fairy cup.
From the icicle lights and faux pine branches for winter, the back window has become a display of cherry blossoms with couple of cute Easter ornaments from the dollar store.
The lights are spring colours and I recently added a couple of heron window clings to keep the birds from flying into the window.
By next week I hope to be out in the garden doing what I love best - getting my hands dirty!
Take time for tea.