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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
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 



Comments

Annie 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.
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.
gma said…
Sue you have certainly hit the motherload, be it gold or silver.
Your lovely pond is loaded with both.
xx
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 ^_^
Meri said…
A wee Fox -- how divine! And the news about your pond is wonderful. It should make it even more lovely.
Stephanie 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
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.
irenerafael 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.

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