"I" is for .....Welcome March and the World of Tea

I feel Spring in the air! Icy cold drinks like sweet tea and lemonade will fill our days and the weather will warm!

It is still cold outside and we usually get hit with a big snowstorm in March. It is hard to begin planting until around Mother's Day and two years in a row we got snow on Mother's Day! I found these two peeking out from the cold earth this morning. I went to stand up my frog who protects the garden. He is sort of a garden gnome. I found these buds shooting up.

Since I is my letter today I was thinking of snow and icicles. I also had an idea and was going to attempt to redo a French Provencial chest of drawers and  a matching nightstand. I was thinking of using chalk paint. Let me know if you have any ideas to share.  What is your favorite "I" word share.

This tiny blue bird reminds me of Springtime. March is a difficult month for me. My oldest sister Pat had a March 27 birthday which is also the day I was informed, in 1987, that our unborn daughter Rachel had perished in utero. My niece Sarah who left this earth too soon was also a March birthday girl. But my nephew Ryan and several good friends share March as their birth month so I smile more these days. It is a reminder that my favorite feline BFF Boots left this life after a brief but devastating illness. I like to remember those who left before me in a happy way and never forget the beautiful memories I shared with them all.

If you were nearby we could share a teapot shaped cookie and a hot cup of tea or perhaps even coffee together. If you love tea and even coffee come join Stephanie for her 10th annual Teacup/Mug Exchange. If you do not have a blog you can join anyway! She is a beautiful lady and a very gracious hostess. I hope you will come join the fun but hurry over there is a limited amount of time to join the fun!

Enjoy your day and this new month too.

Have A Blessed and Beautiful Week

Anytime I read Scripture in the Book of James I remember my father and how he truly lived all the things he read here.

I was raised to be kind. My folks were shining examples of  kindness . I went to school with other kids, primarily BoJons, like myself and Mexican kids. We all had fathers who worked, for the most part, in the C F and I Steel Corp. My friend Karen's father, born in SLOVEnia known as Yugoslavia, long ago, he worked in the meat packing plant.  It was another place of employment that lots of dad's enjoyed benefits for their phamilies and good wages. We formed bonds with the kids we attended school with. Life was simple, we were happy. We did not go home and listen to hateful talk. We lived simple lives, filled with much love and kindness. We knew nothing about prejudice. I am grateful I try to hang on to those values. It is not easy, there is a lot of dissension everywhere and sometime even those we love best  follow the popular choices even if they are the wrong ones.

 Your actions always reflect who you really are. It is often difficult to be kind.Much of the media shows the world filled with meanness, division, hatefulness.  I trust God. I pray. I don't want to see people hurting each other. I want to see us all come together and work for the good of our nation.

Knowledge is great! But we often speak before we think.  We should all learn to be a little kinder.

Garfield is not  fan of the icy cold winters. He likes to sleep in the sunshine. We just finished round two of a big cold front . Now some sunshine. Always grateful for the sun shining.

Now that football is winding down and my team isn't going to the Super Bowl so I am thinking about Springtime and baseball.

My grandmother had these photos and most of them were not dated or noted who was in the photo. This is an unknown phamily around 1932.

Scripture makes me happy.

Aw...Mondays - these cats are so funny! I hope you stop by with Sandee and say hello.