Beauty...............................

Our magnolia forgot to bloom this year......

.....................................but the dogwoods have been spectacular:

Out walking.......................

Spring.............................

Rites of passage..................

He gave me another great gift, and let me take my son across the street to plant our flag of friendship in his yard. My little son dug the post hole, and we put in a post left over from shoring up our house. We screwed the little bird house on top of it in the lee of a forsythia bush just donning its trashy golden mantle. My son had dug a post hole for a birdhouse in our yard, so I wasn't totally stunned at his alacrity and efficiency. I was grateful for a chance to let our child do any sort of chore that would push his walk towards being a man forward even one step. 

-Greg Sullivan

Reasons why I like living in living in Newark and Licking County..................................

 Reason #53:  The magnolias.  They are in wondrous form, again!

................................and the daffodils are mighty pretty to:

Always good advice.................................

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On being careful what you wish for...............

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Eventually, hopefully.....................................

God love Ohio in the Springtime.....................

This is a good sign...........................................

Spring is in the air................................

..........................................My Sweetie is forcing the forsythia.

Not trying to rush things, mind you.....

.........................just thought a few pictures from last Spring might help carry you over Winter's finish line::

On the home stretch................................

Keeping the faith.................................

Insatiable....................................

     The poets have numbered among the felicities of the golden age, an exemption from the change of seasons, and a perpetuity of spring;  but I am not certain that in this state of imaginary happiness they have made sufficient provision for that insatiable demand of new gratifications, which seems particularly to characterise the nature of man.
-Samuel Johnson,   as excerpted from The Rambler

Influx of better thoughts.......................

     A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener.   So our prospects brighten on the influx of better thoughts.  We should be blessed if we lived in the present always, and took advantage of every accident that befell us, like the grass which confesses the influence of the slightest dew that falls on it; and did not spend our time in atoning for the neglect of past opportunities, which we call doing our duty.  We loiter in winter while it is already spring.
-Henry David Thoreau,  as excerpted from Walden

Life Its Ownself.......................................

Celebrate Spring..................................

.........................the Sippican Cottage way.   Yay  Spring!

Got that right...............................

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