Blowing Through My Mind
The Treehouse flowers are ablaze with rich fiery colors. I am amazed that so many of them are hanging onto their petals in the gusty winds that have been blowing them every which way these past few days.
Some of them have become scattered bits of color on the ground, but most have held onto their attractive finery. The winds have kept the skies fairly clear, by preventing scheduled ‘controlled burning’ from covering the north state with unhealthy smoky haze.
The moon will be a full ‘Pink Moon’ on the 25th. It won’t actually be the color pink. The Farmers Almanac enlightens us with this information;
• Full Pink Moon – April This name came from the herb moss pink, or wild ground phlox, which is one of the earliest widespread flowers of the spring. Other names for this month’s celestial body include the Full Sprouting Grass Moon, the Egg Moon, and among coastal tribes the Full Fish Moon, because this was the time that the shad swam upstream to spawn.
Another nice thing about these April winds are the cooler temperatures. The winds are keeping the temperatures down in the 80’s where it is nice and comfortable. If it weren’t for the blowing air, the heat would quickly turn these beautiful flowers to dust.
This year we have some of the biggest, reddest, roses I have ever seen. Their perfume permeates the atmosphere of our little community. Life is sweet for those who stop and smell the roses.
Peggy Richardson and Phil Seymour Photo - Margaret Miller
The Monday Jamboree was particularly melodic yesterday. I only forgot a couple of words to the songs, and Peggy played the recently tuned piano with inspiration. Kathern Sherwood stopped in to sing a few tunes, and a good time was had by all. Hear A Song
Jackie and Darlene served up peach cobbler with whipped cream after the music. It was very tasty.
Today’s Selected Video;
A Good Place To Chill Out