Well, my Iris are almost finished blooming.  Next, we'll go onto Gladiolus.  It is fun to go out in the morning and see what has bloomed.  I want to wish all the mothers a early Happy Mother's Day.

This is my favorite shot so far this season.  My peach colored Iris are next to bloom so stay tuned.  I've put together a board at Pinterest if you want more.
 http://pinterest.com/leann78/garden-shots

Spring and the Last Big Push.

I am on the second draft of my WWII book even if the flowers in my garden are calling my name.  I really do want to go out and dig in the dirt, but this draft is to smooth things and sharpened those scenes.  But I run about on my breaks and take pictures.  Enjoy.

Spring is here in all it's glory.  I love going out each day and seeing what has bloomed this morning.  With Iris, you have to 'dead-head' them to make your stalks look sharp.  Some of my Gladiolus are pushing through the soil, but I have more I want to plant.  I find gardening relaxing and all I'm responsible for is planting them.

The Hope of Spring

These are pictures of my Iris ready to bloom.  See the buds, the yellow and purple edge Iris. Those buds hold the hope of beauty.  Soon I will see a beautiful flower.

 

For me writing is that way.  You come up with a proposal, that bud you send to your editor and then when you write the book, it becomes that beautiful flower.  I am working on the WWII book, and wanting that flower to bloom.  There are other stems on my bush that are beginning to bud.  I’ll be excited to see those stories bloom, too.

Please check back daily this Spring, 

because I will post pictures of the latest blooms.

 

Easter

For me, this time of year is the most special.  As we celebrate the Lord's death and resurrection, I am humbled and awed.  Good Friday has always been a somber day for me.  A time of reflection on the sacrifice made.  What love to endure so much pain.

The joy of Easter morning is so special.  It touches my heart.  After the darkness come dawn, and a glorious one at that.  It is my prayer that you will read the Easter story in any of the Gospels and reflect on what was done. 

Have a blessed Easter.

Texan Independance Day

A couple of Sundays ago (3/4/13) over breakfast and before my husband went to church I asked him, a native Texan, what was special about the day before.  He looked up at me and said, Texas Independence Day.

Okay, he got that right.  "And when did that happened?" I asked.

He thought and said, "March 2, 1836."  Well so much for trying to fool the native.

Not being a native Texan, I didn't study it in school,  but Saturday when I read an article by Brooke Rollins of the Texas Public Policy Foundation, I was in awe of what those men and women did.

The Texians didn't have a lot of success in fighting Santa Anna and the Texians were of all nationalities and backgrounds.  And these men and woman fought against the odds.  The day they declared Independence in a little cabin on the Brazos River, their army lost at Agua Dulce.  On March 8, they lost at the Alamo.  They lost at Coleto (17days later), Copano (19 days later), Goliad (25 days later.)


Now anyone with good sense would've given up, especially after the massacre at Goliad.  There were arguments and doubts, but fifty days later, on April 21st, 1836, Texas won at San Jacinto.

That was the final victory.  Their determination is astounding. I am touched and humbled by people with such determination. Happy Independence Day, Texas.  You're 177 years old.

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