I don't know why I feel so occupied with Penny Westwood...maybe she is whispering to me, urging me to post the words she wrote, since her blog was taken away, too soon, from her many friends...Luckily, there were several of her posts, which I subscribed to, I had not deleted. As I said, I have some of her posts, but the photographs automatically were deleted along with her blog. I found several of our emails as well. I will keep them for awhile...
She wrote this the day before her accident...
Spring is coming....
August 16, 2010 at 5:27 pm
Categories: birds, flowers, garden, seasons
"It's the sort of fine sunny morning when one senses that warmer times are just over the hill and frolicking behind the trees. There are clear blue skies beyond the windows and several happy Grey Butcherbirds dancing about and hoo-eeing uproariously at their own jokes. A Crimson Rosella is singing a jubilant spring song, but he is much too far away to capture even with my telephoto lens. I can see his splash of brilliant red though, at the top of a liquid amber tree one street away.
This morning, I can feel springtime light and warmth returning. The early sun is shining like butterscotch through the leaves of the plants in the south facing dining room, and out in the garden, a light breeze is moving elegantly curled daffodils about with enthusiasm.
Just in the last day or two, new leaves have appeared on the trees and there are minuscule rosy buds on many of the shrubs in the garden. Hallelujah. . ."