Simply Balisha: Sunday Morning

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Sunday Morning

Nice day today....the warm weather is coming. I just talked to my daughter and she has rain today in DC.
We are going out to dinner this afternoon....so no cooking.
My Easter decorations are going up this week. Everything is cleaned and ready. The mantle looks bare without any greenery, but in a couple of days, my sprays of pastel eggs will make it look springy. I still have to make some decorations for the little woodland tree. Nothing elaborate...simple is the word.
I heard about the earthquakes in Ca. this morning on the news. I worry about my blogger friends who live there. I hope that they are safe.....it will be good to hear from them soon.
I've been searching for the little Juncos. They are the little snow birds who come in the fall and leave in spring. I haven't seen one in the last couple of days. Where do they go next? I'll have to research that one. Let you know tomorrow.
We are getting a late start and my tummy is telling me that it's time to eat. So, here I go into the clean kitchen to mess it up with sausage and eggs. Maybe I'll have French toast.
Back later,
Balisha

Winter Time

Robert Louis Stevenson (from A Child’s Garden of Verses, Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; Blinks but an hour or two; and then, A blood-red orange, sets again. Before the stars have left the skies, At morning in the dark I rise; And shivering in my nakedness, By the cold candle, bathe and dress. Close by the jolly fire I sit To warm my frozen bones a bit; Or with a reindeer-sled, explore The colder countries round the door. When to go out, my nurse doth wrap Me in my comforter and cap; The cold wind burns my face, and blows Its frosty pepper up my nose. Black are my steps on silver sod; Thick blows my frosty breath abroad; And tree and house, and hill and lake, Are frosted like a wedding-cake.