this week in pictures

picnic essentials

picnic foodpicnicmy view from the blankettree silouette new tree growthholy treeduck buttirispond fishcloverbackyard growthdaylillieswire plantweedseaster cactus bloomsfernorchid blooms

it’s been a typical spring week here, sunny and warm one day then rainy and cold the next, but nature is bursting out of its winter shell and every morning is a new opportunity to see what has awakened.  i am finding it a bit tough to garden by the signs of the moon and have actually planted a few things outside of the sign.  the weather is the biggest obstacle for me as planting days tend to be rainy and cold here and sunny days i’ve been busy with things away from the garden.  however i am lucky that i get to spend my days playing in nature and dreaming of the next little seedling to bring home.  happy friday!

weekends

gulf of mexico

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i have had the loveliest of spring weeks with first digs in the soil, spring blooms and lots of yard maintenance that ends each day with tired and achy muscles, the perfect kind of used muscles in my world.  my days seem accelerated and i haven’t figured out how to slow them and yet the world around us seems antsy for it to speed up.  i find lately that the process of life is much more interesting than the result and i’m trying to take my time and be present in the moment.  it is hard.  but i am pushing through and i feel gratitude for the small pockets of time i have with each person in my life.  sometimes seemingly small and insignificant moments that will forever thread me to that person.  a shared moment of time that adds to my character and composes the pieces to my story.

the photos above were all taken on the beach in gulf shores, al last saturday after a party for my 90-year-old grandmother.  a short walk on the beach followed by fresh seafood from the gulf of mexico with my little family and mother, a moment of time, forever threading me to the four of them.