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Panning for Gold

Today
finds me 
panning 
for gold,
~>
~>
'daisies 
are 
my silver,
buttercups
my gold'.


I didn't find
buttercups
but I
did find 
the
forsythia
being 
drenched
by spring
rain.
 
'Every cloud has
a silver lining' 
so they say. 
Whilst
I have been
pot-bound
I've nearly
finished
baby fox's
shawl!
Plus I kick my pot
off on Tuesday! 44 hrs!


Oh and the other good thing that happened this week, our pond has been planted with reeds,
water irises and wild flowers . 

I'm thinking a willow arbor and seat
for me and my love!  What do you think?

Sending my snaps
to
Postcards from Paradise 

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Annie Jeffries said…
Good morning, Sue. Your pond photo is as pretty as a painting. So pastoral I expect ducks to gently paddle their way into the picture. And, yes, a willow arbor and seat must be put in to finish it off.
4 March 2012 at 18:27
rebecca said…
oh forsythia unfurling beneath a welcoming rain. spring will rise up to greet you. open armed and two footed you will greet her ever so soon! (insert sigh of relief)

i love every time you write the words baby fox!

someday i would love to come visit you and sit beside your beautiful self...beside the peaceful pond and let our stories fill the hopeful air.

p.s. you are always in my heart.
4 March 2012 at 18:31
gma said…
Sue you have certainly hit the motherload, be it gold or silver.
Your lovely pond is loaded with both.
xx
4 March 2012 at 21:11
carol l mckenna said…
Wonderful Post Cards of Paradise ~ love them all ~ especially seeing spring forsythia's ~ we have a ways to go in New England ~ namaste, carol (A Creative Harbor) Happy ^_^
4 March 2012 at 23:05
Meri said…
A wee Fox -- how divine! And the news about your pond is wonderful. It should make it even more lovely.
5 March 2012 at 01:25
Anonymous said…
Oh sweet spring! Your pond is a magical place...I would love to sit under a willow shelter and watch it come to life.
x...x
5 March 2012 at 02:57
Fran aka Redondowriter said…
I think your plan for the pond sounds romantic. Anticipation and creation is sometimes as joyous as the actual end result, I think. Don't know what you mean about the pot, but I'm glad you took this time to make the Fox baby shawl. Looking forward to seeing it.
5 March 2012 at 03:30
Anonymous said…
Gold, silver, forsythia beginning to bloom and the planting of a pond. Looks like spring and all the magic that it brings~~ even a wee fox soon. I hope you are well, Sue.
5 March 2012 at 20:35
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