Monday, April 26, 2010
Roll On
Spring, the wild flowers blooming, thunder boomers coming by to visit. A breeze off the water flows over you and if you close your eyes feels like water skiing at Tahoe. Fresh cut clover and timothy hay smells drift across the meadow. Saddle leather creaks and groans, or maybe that's me. Horses and dogs are sweaty from working cattle. Warm days, cool nights. One spring I tied notes to tumbleweeds rolling by, never heard back.
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Sounds like you were busy. We missed you!
ReplyDeleteGrannymar
Here in Ireland we have celandine, primroses, violets and bluebells. What kind of spring flowers grow in your clime?
ReplyDeleteGrannymar... Just a memory, busy with other things now. It's nice to be missed though...
ReplyDeleteNelly... Here in N California things are blooming away in my yard: buttercups, poppies, bacholor buttons, ceanothus, lavender, dogwood, iris, tulips, petunias, snow in summer, johnny jump ups, rosemary, petunias,calendulas, and a host of others. It's a beautiful time of year
Very atmospheric. Sounds wonderful to a born-and-bred townie like me! Though there are some lovely hills and even mountains very close to Belfast.
ReplyDeleteI like how you see your spring. Sounds lovely.
ReplyDeleteTying notes to tumbleweed rolling is a new one to me. Something like floating bottles with messages! Is this a very common practice in the West? Do people respond?
ReplyDeleteLove the idea of tying a note to a tumbleweed. Kind of romantic. Am jealous that you got water ski Tahoe. Visiting that lake is on my bucket list.
ReplyDeleteNick... We're all sharing this beautiful place. Enjoy
ReplyDeleteTabor... Wish I had your way with words.
Ramana... I don't know anyone else who does it, and I never heard back.
Patti... When your out this way please let me know, I would love to show you around.
Sweet, vivid description - and "Tying notes to tumbleweeds" - what a lovely and whimsical thing to do...
ReplyDeleteMaybe the replies to your tumbleweeds tumbled on to someone else. Who knows. You might hear back years from now.
ReplyDeleteI sure like the country feelling of your post.
ReplyDeletevery peaceful and beautiful feeling while reading your words.
ReplyDeleteLove it. I closed my eyes and I could smell that leather too x
ReplyDeleteI'm late to the party but loved your post and the tumbleweed note. Casting your thoughts out to the world. Our spring has turned cold and wet (but we need the water here in Eastern Washington) but enjoyed hearing about yours.
ReplyDeleteWhere've you gone?! Come back soon! x
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