This and that and more...

And what’s the matter with birds?  For several days now, it’s been a bird craze around here.  I look outside the windows and count so many birds at one time… blue jays, chickadees, white throat sparrows, tufted titmouse, cardinals and mockingbirds. 

The other day, it was a plethora of black birds… on the ground and in trees; filling the air in a magical whizzing all ‘round…   

Is this a typical winter behavior for birds?   I only know I love it.

And in the house...
Adding too many pillows to your sofa—do you consider it a decorating mistake?

Perhaps.  But sometimes…. sometimes that’s just the way I like it! ;)

 And that's perfectly alright...

Even if others won't agree...

And have I ever mentioned how I love textile?  Fabric can hold so much life in it; all of them.  But I find that there are some special fabrics out there that I cannot just ignore.  Do you have this feeling for fabric and textiles sometimes?  I know I do! ;)

Like this light-floaty little size one dress I found at a second hand store the other day.   

Never to be worn, but a happy treasure nevertheless.

 

Palettes of soft pastels inspired by elements of nature 

like the sky, flowers and landscapes

 

For me, it doesn’t have to be anything grand. It could be an op-shop find or a hand-me-down piece of fabric.  More than often while at my roundabouts at a given thrift store I'm prompted to buy a child’s piece of clothing just because I like it.  Or it may be a garment that doesn’t fit me, but I love… like this other little dress here...

Isn't this the cutest ever!

Light and gauzy and the perfect colors…

I keep it in my bedroom, hung from the armoire...

I love to pass by and see it there.

We’ve been busy prettying up our garden… working on making a new arbor and such… rain and clouds are predicted; rain all week, but we’re already reaching the 60s and my spirit is high with the anticipation of spring and growing things in the garden, and bird courtship and sunshiny days.   Our pond cracked under the perils of the last big freeze of a few weeks ago, but my husband had it sealed it again yesterday, and it is now ready for the bubbling sound of water again.  I want to live in my garden; forget about mosquitoes and poison ivy, dare go beyond the bridge at the edge of the garden and into the woods.  Be free, get some dreadlock extensions and wear them too.  I want to get some pepper spray and immobilize those vicious dogs that roam free when I’m roaming free around our neighborhood.  Bark back at them.  Bite their owner's legs for letting them go loose.  I want to grow giant elephant ears plants all over the garden; hide in them, dance around the fairy birdbath at sundown, bath in the pond on hot summer nights, drink coffee in the morning, sing a new song.  Am I crazy?  Childish?  Nonsense.  I just want to be me.

Thanks for stopping by, friends!