A Morning in May

I step outside each morning, heading off to work. We live on a lovely street. If it's gray or foggy, the mountains look shrouded and mysterious. If it's cold and windy, the sky is crystal clear. If it's damp and rainy, there is a soft, damp feel to everything. And if, as it has been for the past many mornings, it is blue-sky sunny, all the colors of the leaves and flowers simply jump at you - with joy it seems!

Our yard is nothing spectacular - but it is home and it is colorful!

And I smile often when I think about all the years and activities this yard has seen and been a part of .

And my tree - let me just say that I love my tree - and it is shading the living room. And it's providing food and shelter for the little birds that come to the feeder it holds.

The vivid colors of bougainvillea - can I just say that their tissue-thin blossoms make me smile every morning as I head out.

And finally the hedge - the hedge Dad keeps threatening to dig out and eliminate - I like it. I think anything that dresses up in showy blooms deserves to stay!!

I love May mornings!!

Don't they look like an army ready to march??

Somehow the lovely red chairs our kids gave us for Christmas ended up in front of the garage. I think we lined them up under the eaves when it was raining. But as I drive into or out of the driveway each day, they are there, ready to go - and they make me smile!!

Someone come over and we can sit and have a nice visit - we can even move onto the lawn if you like - where we can admire the apricot tree that we are trying to keep away from the deer, who appear determined to attack it!!

Or we can look at the moon and the stars, or we can admire the Marugg's trees, or we can smell the night-blooming jasmine or the orange blossoms.

It is indeed May, the lusty month!