Signs of Spring in the Garden

Mother Goose smiled broadly when she rose up this morning and looked out the back window.

Lovely Lake Cramer in the springtime… Yes, that’s our patio table and chairs out there in the middle of the lake…

Though it looks like a lost cause, I smile because all of this water can’t get into our basement thanks to the Wall of China which dear Husband Goose built four years ago. It’s a great feat of engineering and perhaps one of the eight wonders of the world — giant sequoia timbers from the Great Northwest, cement blocks from the Great Pyramid in Egypt, and all filled with seven truckloads of really geat South American sand. No small ordeal to build this urban breakwater, believe you me!

The Great Wall and some patient flower pots and the rose bush which will soon be pink and green…

So we smile at the water, knowing that it will soak into the ground and nourish our lovely corkscrew willow tree. And in the meantime, the seagulls fly over looking for dead fish on the shore.

I’m waiting for a Great Blue Heron to begin his patrol. This morning I spotted a Cooper Hawk in the top of the ancient oak tree — he would be happy to scoop up a rabbit floundering in the lake.

Maybe we will get a pair of Bald Eagles too — they could build a homey nest up above the lake and raise their family. We’d put a camera in the nest to watch them hatch and grow just like they do out there in Iowa.

Omigooseness I do digress…

Besides the yearly spring flooding, Mother Goose has spied another sign of spring.

The daffodils are shooting out of the ground!

Wherever you are in the world today, I hope that you are smiling with Mother Goose.

Green Hope

Mother Goose is celebrating Spring and all things green and pink. These pretty pictures were all taken in my yard, and it’s a real blessing to share them with you.

Bleeding hearts seem to come up overnight like mushrooms!

I love the two-toned beauty of our Plum Tree.

Our Weeping Crab tree has tiny white blossoms.

Peonies and Sedum are on their way.

New leaves on the grapevine. Who could ever forget the failed jelly of Mother Goose last autumn?

My special Clematis which transplanted miraculously from Carol Stream in 2010 will bloom purple in a month.

The waxy and pink magnolia blooms are bigger than the rubbery foot of Mother Goose.

So much GREEN!

Mother Goose could expound on the beauties and miracles of springtime. I could talk for hours about hope and rebirth and all things pink and green. But I think the Scriptures say it best:

“Oh! May the God of green hope fill you up with joy, fill you up with peace, so that your believing lives, filled with the life-giving energy of the Holy Spirit, will brim over with hope!” [from Paul’s letter to the Romans, Chapter 15, The Message]