An egret flying in four seasons

It’s time to pair six words for Saturday with a photo.  A few weeks ago I had only my iPhone when I spotted the first egret of the season.  It was very shy and even though I was at quite a distance, as soon as I stopped, it took off.  Needless to say, the resulting photo was less than stellar.  But I played around with some editing and came up with something I thought was fun and looked like the same egret during four various season.  I could have called it “Making the best of a bad shot”, but that’s seven words and Type-A people like me always try to follow the rules.   🙂

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I must have flowers, always, & always.

I, like Claude Monet, love enjoying the beauty of flowers always, even when they’re dead.  So I had to cheat just a little to get to six words for Six-Word Saturday.  Who cares?  Just enjoy, both the photo and your Saturday (or Sunday, if you’re in that part of the world.)

(I work Saturday and part of Sunday so forgive me if I don’t get to your blog or am late. It’s a busy weekend here.  And happy Mother’s Day to all who celebrate tomorrow.)

We’re all in our places (finally)!

Somewhere in my childhood, I learned the little rhyme:
We’re all in our places with bright shiny faces.

I had to finagle a bit to get six words for Six-Word Saturday, but the “finally” is heartfelt! I’ve been waiting a long time for the beauties to bloom and then there they were in all their bright, cheerful glory.  Ahh, the joy of spring!

Drat! It’s another bad hair day!

And the wind certainly doesn’t help, although I feel as if this could be a creature from a Dr. Seuss book.

Six-Word Saturday is hosted by Debbie at Travel with Intent and a number of us contribute our two cents worth (or six words and a photo) each week.

Playing around with editing on Saturday

Those are my six words for Six-Word Saturday.  Here’s the result of playing. Can’t play all day, though, as I have to work. 😊   I hope you enjoy your Saturday!

The first real day of spring

Thursday was the first real day of spring:  temperatures climbing to a bit of 70 F, first day without a coat/jacket needed, sunshine all day…and this little beauty discovered under a bush in our front  yard.  Thankfully, all our daffodils/narcissus seem to have survived the many nights of below-freezing temperatures and are either already blooming or getting ready to do so.  We may have a few more cold days before temperatures settle into the mid-fifties during the day, spring weather and so welcome!

Debbie hosts Six-Word Saturday every week and these six words made me happier to write than perhaps any I’ve used to far.

The inexpressible joy of small things

I promised you the rest of the birthday story.  This is it.

I have a history with bread machines.  When they first came out, I wanted one.  My husband’s boss told him a KitchenAid was better, so my husband, wanting the best for me, got one. It was great…except that it didn’t make bread.  Dough, yes; bread, no.  So we got a bread machine.  As my husband said, the first loaf cost $250, the second only $125, and the cost kept dropping.  I made bread almost every day and waking to the scent of newly baked bread, thanks to a timer, was exquisite…until the horrible day when we woke to no scent.  The machine wasn’t broken, our noses had just adjusted.