Few Days Left Of Spring In Wisconsin What's The Rush ?

The World Is Spinning - Days Are Flying By
Spring is Sprung 
Birds are nesting, 
Natures gift to us all.

A Very Double Pink Peonies 

White Double Peonie just after a nice calm spring rain.

Single Peonies with Open Petals

This Peonie has a very full center with single Peonie petals.

                              

Peonies have always been a favorite of mine.  My mom had rows of peonies edging our large Lake home's driveway.  I have been adding Peonies to my many gardens for the last 30 years that we have lived here.  There are so many different kinds available.

Peonies Still The Show

On A Beautiful

Spring

Day !

I can't walk by without stopping to gaze upon the intricate design my Great God has created.  The many, many petals in this gorgeous Peonies, is complimented with the other more subtle lupine and white daisies.  Along side of it are many buds covered with ants that are doing their job preparing another wonder of nature to unfold.  Spring has sprung and there is no stopping it!  The pages of the calendar flip over faster than I can handle.  I want to put on the brakes and hold June in Wisconsin forever. Instead I head out and soak up that fresh sun and inhale the lovely cool days for July is just around the corner with it's own beautiful show of lilies and Roses.

Peonies share space with many of the Early Perennial Daisies, Iris and Lupines that
are in the birdhouse garden.

Poppies vie for notice also.  Pale pink, Orange, Salmon Colors. add to the festive feeling as I walk in the many gardens.  

After a Rain storm with lots of winds, I discovered a redesigned

Poppy looking like an Angle.   I 

had to smile when I came across 

more of them in the orange colors.

That is what I love about nature, 

It is never the same from day to 

day.

I started the Poppies from seed many years back when I still had my greenhouses.  Each year I would try something new and order from the garden catalogues.  These Poppies are perennials that come up every Spring.

Iris are blossoming too.  Here is a grand bearded Iris in almost red.

Climatis are beginning to show their lovely colors and this year with the perfect Spring they are huge and vibrant colors.

Surprisingly one day on my walk about in the gardens

I came upon a daylily in bloom.  This is a mini and has

     almost a trumpet shape.  A light brown streak on each
one accents the creamy golden color.

A most precious soft pink rose was open when I went out after a short rain fall.  It looked like it had little bubbles lining the outside of the petals.

While sitting here in my computer room typing away I noticed the activity right outside of my window.  I watched for awhile and saw that the birds were Wrens.  Two were busy flying back and forth carrying many little tid bids to the birdhouse and have still continued even with it now turning 6:00 P.M.  

Here the little Wren had a peace in its mouth bigger than she was.

The male would sit on top singing his head off as the female brought more and more treasures that would make her nest just right.  Nature at is best.  Produce, build, create, amazing that I can share it all.

Dick metal art holds a thistle feeder for the birds.

Nature constantly revolves around the suns warmth, light, to stay alive.  Just as natures follows through each season, each day and night I know it will be there day after day.  Like my faith in God always being there with the warmth of His light, His Grace, His almighty great Love.  My days begin, and end revolving around His creation of the sun.  I believe and know that as I set my human body to rest as the dusk pulls the shades of night time into my existence, that there will be a tomorrow, a dawn.  I awake refreshed, seeing the dawn gradually pull the nites darkness to light.  I smile as my eyes search the lovely nature surrounding me.  Instead of shadows, images of my daytime begin to exist in full sun.  I know sure as this miracle of life renews, my soul awakens to the new day,  no matter what darkness of yesterdays.  Today is brand new, hope for future light, future warmth of my Great Creator.  

Dawn breaking, pushing the shadows of the yesterdays into the light of today.

Dawn bringing light to Nature,  God's Grace seeping into our beings.

Peace my Friends

My

Peace I leave You

So happy you came on by.....

Till the next day

Love

Kate

Daylight starting to cover my Nature with a new day. ( Fresh Start).

Wisconsin's Orchestra in Nature Has Swung Into Full Accord

June Has Arrived, The Harmony Has Stepped Up 

Columbine is a true example that our Great Creator Has Outdone Himself!

 The day, releases it's light and accepts the evening dusk, humans rest.   But God does not!  Come morning there are so many changes of blossoms popping open.  Seems that the big picture out there as I go down to the barn has grown 12 inches while I was dormant in my nice warm soft bed, well that might be a little exaggeration, but you know what I mean.

 Many of these daises were blown over but within days their lovely heads were again pointed upward soaking up the sun.  Here the blue Siberian Iris are starting to bloom to show contrast.  

     The orange tile on the birdbath almost hidden will again show after I pull many of the daises out when they are done blooming.  They seed themselves, so will never loose them.  I leave a few of the dasies perennial plants continue to grow after they are cut back to about eight inches, getting ready for next years Spring.

I cannot walk past the Blue Forget-me-nots  without a smile and pause to
soak up the beauty of the scene.  Blue pottery mushrooms
add a little whimsy in the Fairy Garden.  

 Highbush Cranberry now blooms, so intricately.  In Fall this bush will hold striking clusters of bright red berries.  The Waxwing birds come in large clusters devouring the berries, that have softened from the many freezing temperatures during the winter.

A large red Peonie that demands one's attention!  Look at Me, Look at me it cries.
It was a wonder it opened from a bud  into this glorious flower all in one day
and night.  Intricate center.  Only God would know how he wanted this marvelous
flower to come out of that little bud.

Another Peonie which is also my cover picture the day before 

this one was taken.  Amazing how beautiful in two days from

a bud it looked like cover photo.  Second day it looks like above.

The beauty of this Iris's color a cream yellow and orange-tan lower petal,
 accenting with a  bright orange fall.
Makes me feel like dancing to its harmony. 

 The pale blue Siberian Iris demanded its own attention by unfurling to look
like a bird  in full wing flying to its fellow flower next to it.  All done
overnight while I was dormant in a deep slumber.

This fabulous bearded Iris was full of its glory.  Smiling as I bent over this lovely creation I could see the golden throat, and the large pistils  cradled into this gorgeous ruffled circle of beauty.  Notice the fluff is a golden color and fuzzy.  The day before it it looked like the flower below: Isn't it breath taking?

                                        You can tell I LOVE IRISES !  The more the better. 

This lovely bluish purple is sedate, well formed and has lovely  fuzzy fall on the lower petal.
A fall is the fuzzy looking image similar to a caterpillar crawling over a slope.

The Two Tone Blue Iris doesn't take as much space as the bearded Iris.
But it can't be outdone in beauty and color.  This picture shows the bud pushing
up through the two already blooming Siberian Iris.  Again I am stunned to see
this miraculous happening right here in my very own garden!  

This is a Siberian Iris, which grows different.  Groups of lively wine colored
flowers seemingly regular beard Iris but more slender.  Like in an Orchestra
semitone:  one of the smaller intervals of the modern musical scale; half tone; half step.

Using the Siberian Iris it gives my garden that half step. 

The tulip and Daffodil season earlier in May has its own presence making my whole being smile, but June is my ah time

here in my many gardens.  Each day I explore the two acres searching for the next high note of God's Creation. 

     So what does the chicken have to do with all this talk about notes and color harmony.  Plenty....

I have my nose down centering my eyes on only the lovely flowers in front of me.  I hear the lovely calls of the many birds flying around my area, and my dear common farm chicken the Production Reds, follow me as if they are part of my shadow.  Clucking softly each seems to have its own tone.  This little Red, as I call them, is quite bossy.  Becoming more urgent in tone and harmony.  The pitch is up and I better take heed or now I know what she will do.  Passing a cluster of Iris, (the pointed leaf in picture)  next to the chicken, she really let out a cluck sounding more like a threat and pecked me in the leg.  Stunned I got her attention and proclaimed she will be thrust into another part of the garden if that happened again.  I took her picture while she looked at me cocking her head to make sure I got her good side.  It seemed to  satisfy her, she turned the other way and walked off scooping up a few bugs in her path.  Oh my, to be sure, my minds eye will take note of her from now on.

     As I entered the Fairy Garden another Red caught my eye.  

Another Red,taking a drink in a setting of three blue flower pot

 saucers resting on old tree trunks.  I use them for mini birdbaths. 

 Purple lupines are in the background of this picture.

ten Red chickens in all,  small as they are still lay a huge brown 

egg every day.  All the chickens have free run of the gardens eating

many bugs, worms, and grubs making their eggs full of nurishments

 frying up nice and perky and have a deep orange yolk. 

Pink Lupines in the same garden find prominence in

the same area.  The small potting shed

was moved from the vegetable garden area

because we no longer grow vegetables.

Its easier to go to the local farmer's

market held in town on Wed. and Sat.

Thanks for coming to share 

the 

latest melody

in 

our lives...

Kate