Spring?

Spring shming as Susan Branch says on her always pretty and amusing blog.
Hi everyone.
You may recall that spring is my least favorite season here at the beach.

It is a season of grey rain, grey wind, grey sand. It is tedious and endless...and freakin' cold.  Give me a brilliant winter day anytime instead.  (snowless, if possible, please!)

The occurrence of spring, disappointing as it may be, does not stop me from looking for birdies or bringing pseudo-spring into my cottage.

Birds: St P's Day has come and gone but no Oyster Catchers are here. Is it too cold? Or are they afraid of the giant nasty trucks?

The Canada Geese are waddling around in smugly happy pairs...no babies til May, though. This is last year at the golf course.

And yesterday in the ugly locust tree---birds arrived.

I got very excited, Is Mr Mockingbird back? But no. Some sort of adorable pink and brown sparrow-y birds.

House finches.

One even had a rosy butt spot just like this. [google images]

As for indoors---the trick is lots and lots of flowers. 

Even teeny tiny bouquets are cheering.

Cut hyacinths always amaze me. These are such a gorgeous blue.

 

 

 

 

Pots of tulips on the blue bench.

Baby daffs. Pussy willow...

 

Cut bouquets of daffs and tulips.

My forced tulips bulbs in my found-on-the-curb blue delft pot froze and rotted. Too cold this year. I plan to try again with Lily of the Valley. Maybe by the time they grow and bloom spring will actually arrive? (late May?)
LOL.

Optimism is my middle name.

love

lizzy

gone to the beach

 

 

 

 

 

 

ps L@@K! after all thse years Google/ Blogger has restored my photo enlarging ability. Let's hope it lasts!

Happy St Paddy's Day

Hello! May your beer be green, your corned beef corny and your Irishman full of blarney!
Let's hope it doesn't snow on the Parade[s].

 

The first  year I lived in NYC I was very sick with bronchitis on St Patrick's Day. We lived in the East 80's across from the Metropolitan Museum. I was feverish, and out of it, and had no idea of the date. It was snowing or sleeting---grey and frigid. Midday I awoke to the sound of---what the f&^% is that NOISE! ? I looked out the window...guys in bumblebee yellow and neon blue kilts and black tall fuzzy hats! Marching below my window, bagpipes howling.

 

I thought I was hallucinating. LOL. NYC parades were a revelation to this country girl.

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When I was a little girl living in the far suburbs of Chicago, rumor had it ''they'' dyed the river green and painted all the street markings on Michigan Ave green---for the St Patrick's Day Parade. How cool is that! I love it.

I never actually saw this, and always wonder...true? or urban myth?

 

EDIT: had to add this YouTube link, showing the Chicago River being dyed green. Love it!

 

Dying the River Green!

 

love

 

lizzy

 

gone to the beach.....

 

 

Summer Cottage Hearts

The cold winds have returned, but I still believe Summer is on its way, don't you?

My latest hearts are all about summer cottages at the beach, at the lake, in the mountains, wherever warm summer breezes waft through pretty white curtains and Mr Mockingbird sings happily in the ugly locust tree.

Soon. Sooner than we think. Hot summer days....cool starry nights.

so.
just Imagine this:
The crash of waves, the briny scent of salt-laden air. Maybe---some fuzzy bumblebees? And yes, a butterfly or two, the little powdery blue kind. And lavender, so blue, so perfect, its distinctive perfume wafting down the salt meadows below the lighthouse on Cape Cod, across the endless fields in Provence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Long endless evenings, picnics under the stars...

 

 

Summer....

if only in my imagination! And yours.

love

lizzy

gone to the beach

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hearts are listed now in my etsy shop Come by for a visit!