“The Earth laughs in flowers.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
What an unbelievably beautiful weekend we’ve enjoyed here on the ri’vah! After a 10-minute spring storm blew through on Friday afternoon the temperatures dropped, the humidity went into hiding, and Saturday and Sunday turned into everyone’s vision of perfection. As I write this on Sunday afternoon, birds are singing like little divas outside our open windows, and Ted is enjoying his afternoon nap under the swirling blades of the sun room ceiling fan. Bear is trying to play tag with a visiting neighbor’s dog on the other side of our fence, and Maddie is curled up on the porch sofa, where she can alternately nap and keep watch out for a rabbit that mistakenly thought our back yard was a safe place earlier today. This morning we enjoyed our morning coffee on the porch, then walked the dogs about two miles down a little dirt road near our house. “God’s in His Heaven, all’s right with the world” has popped into my mind several times in the last few hours – that is just the feeling days like this inspire.
The fast-moving storm on Friday went a long way toward ending one of the most beautiful azalea seasons we’ve had in the last few years. That made me doubly glad I’d taken the camera out last week and documented our street’s bounty of spring-blooming plants and flowering trees. That walk around the neighborhood, our anniversary dinner at the Lake Blackshear Retreat, and a little boat ride to capture on camera a few lawns along the ri’vah, provide today’s post of spring on Lake Blackshear. Hope you enjoy!
It's hard to believe that two springs ago, after they bloomed, we cut these azaleas back almost to the ground. Last spring that drastic cutting meant very few flowers, but they sure made up for it THIS spring!
It was the same with this multi-colored bed on the side of the house.
Two or three houses before ours is an old ri'vah house that is basically abandoned. The yard has gone wild, but every spring the azaleas that someone once lovingly planted come to life and show off for the whole neighborhood.
Nearly all the azaleas in that yard are this vivid shade of hot pink.
To all that red and pink and purple, add the crisp white of blossoming dogwood trees . . .
. . . and our little country road is transformed into something quite worthy of an artist's paintbrush.
Azaleas in the yard of a part-time neighbor at the end of our road.
On Monday Ted and I celebrated our 23rd anniversary with dinner at the Lake Blackshear Retreat dining room (notice we were both wearing green in honor of St. Patrick's Day). Three teenagers were walking up to the retreat behind us, giggling because we were holding hands. I stopped to take a photo of some geese, and one of them said, "Would you like me to take your picture? Ya'll are just so cute!?" I'm sure we reminded them of their grandparents.
The geese - they were "so cute" too!
A little shelter used for picnics at the edge of the marina at the Retreat.
A beautiful sunset over the ri'vah on the night of our anniversary.
A couple of days later we took the boat out late in the afternoon. With Maddie's help, Ted cruised slowly up the east side of the ri'vah.
Everywhere we looked, trees were in bloom . . .
. . . and azaleas were trying to outdo themselves in beauty. From yards with only a few of the flowering plants . . .
. . . to yards boasting dozens, it was impossible to say whose yard was prettier.
Before we headed home we puttered into Cedar Creek, which is straight across the ri'vah from our house. When I turned around for the backward view, this is what I saw. Peace on the ri'vah . . .
With Maddie's head barely visible behind the windshield, we came back up Cedar Creek and crossed the ri'vah, east to west.
Bear went over and mentioned to Ted that it was an hour past his supper time . . .
. . . then crawled on the seat next to me and hunkered down as ducks flew over the boat. "That one looks like he's going to land on me, mom!"
As I mentioned, the storm did a lot to dampen some of the beauty, but that’s why we have cameras – to capture moments like we enjoyed this week . . . Springtime in Dixie. . . love it!
See you back here on Friday – maybe it’s time to talk about books you’ve been reading. Sometime before Thursday, would you email me (firstname.lastname@example.org) the books you’ve read lately that are “pass along” worthy? I’ll share them on Friday with everyone, along with a couple I’ve liked. See you then!