Birdie reprieve! No winner announcement today, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have some Musica! to go with the no winner — and we should celebrate because where there is no winner, there are no losers! Making us, by process of elimination and pure logic, all winners! In fact . . . might has well make it one more day for everyone to sign up for our drawing (scroll down for more info)! ♥ Because I’m taking the day off! In about a half hour I’m going with my girlfriends, Martha and Annie, to have “our colors done.” Later on another girlfriend, Enikö, is coming to tea! It’s a red letter day! The snow has all melted, the sky is blue, it’s a gorgeous day, and I get to go play!
I had my colors done once a long time ago, and found out I was a cross between a Spring and an Autumn. It only confused me. The only real thing I got from the experience is that I should wear lots of orange. Not exactly helpful since, with me and orange, except as a watercolor, the twain does not meet. But Lowely had hers done a few days ago and thinks the experience was “magic” and “life changing.” Either way, I’m off with the girls and we’ll have fun! I’ll let you know how it goes! Have a wonderful day! See you tomorrow!
Today, I have the same problem I have with every post, too many things to talk about and only one blog 
! I couldn’t decide if you’d rather have a delicious recipe for the Onion Pudding I made yesterday? Or, maybe you’d like a retrospective of the Life of Jack and his beautiful step-sister, Girl Kitty Branch? Perhaps you’d enjoy a peek between the illustrated pages of my English Diary? Maybe we should do winter decorating? Or take a walk over to the old graveyard?
The “what to talk about” question was solved for me, because we finally had snow over the weekend! I can’t bring myself to talk about a recipe when all this beauty is sitting outside the window just waiting for the click of my camera! Having been born and raised in California I don’t think I can ever stop thinking about a snow fall as a kind of miracle!
The views from inside the house were wonderful . . . this one is from the living room . . .
Looking out the kitchen window toward the barn . . . the feeders were filled with chickadees, wrens, nuthatches, and cardinals, tiny feathered things, hungry in the snow, keeping warm by doing lots of eating — much the same as yours truly.
It’s a decorator’s dream, white on white with smidgens of black trim thrown in for graphic contrast! Joe and I decided to go for a ride and check out the island; we brought back lots of photos, so now it’s your turn! I can barely wait till you see the ferry docking!! While Joe cleaned off the windshield and heated the van, I checked out the garden . . . 
We’re only growing snow flowers today! But it’s still a “lovely garden.” 
Down our street, through the mist to Main Street . . .
Some of you are probably starting to recognize the places in my photos — remember the lighthouse the other night under the full moon? In this photo, you can barely tell where the mist ends and the water begins!
A beautiful long fence collects snow . . .
I visited this tiny graveyard on my first trip to the island. It was fall; the leaves were coming down; I had no choice but to fall in love. That will be thirty years ago, March 6th of this year. Like it was yesterday.
Beautiful houses are even more so in the snow. I’m laughing, just thinking, so many of you can probably look out your windows and see these kinds of scenes in your own neighborhoods; you would probably rather have me show you last year’s garden in full bloom!
But I can’t help it, this is so beautiful to me. Lines get blurred with the blowing snow and wind off the sound on our left. Can you imagine being a whaling captain in the 1800’s in this weather?
Another cozy little house in the snow…
Joe had to get out and play with the windshield wipers. We wandered around a bit more out there and then fishtailed and slid our way back into town . . .
to the harbor . . . the shore line and this little green boat with the red life saver. But then the real fun started, because the ferry came in . . . so we ran over to watch it dock . . .
Joe dropped me off at the back driveway so I could walk up; I took this picture of the house next door to us — always so pretty in the snow!
Love Gladys Taber; she always says the right thing. And then, Home Sweet Home . . . where we found this . . .
. . . the garden from our upstairs window
Life goes on, no matter the weather — I loved seeing these people trudging along with their umbrella.
After the sun went down, we had to celebrate by turning the Christmas lights back on the tree in our front yard. We didn’t have snow at Christmas, but we knew we would someday, so we left lights on the tree just for this moment! Yay. Now we are complete!
