Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Dreams of Spring

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These are daffodils from last year’s garden. I have resorted to posting this photo because we are getting MORE SNOW tonight and into tomorrow! The last prediction I heard was 4-6 inches. We are trying not to be too depressed, but we have had our fill.

Spring cannot come soon enough. It is supposed to warm up next week, but in the meantime – more shoveling, more salt.

Are the rest of you dreaming of spring? For some reason this particular winter has been a bit harder to bear than most. The wonderful thing is that as soon as the air begins to feel spring-like and the first buds are revealing themselves, all will be forgiven and forgotten. That is what is amazing about the seasons. Soon enough we will be cleaning up the garden, adding compost, planting, happily puttering away.

I must be patient.

Tagged

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I’ve been tagged by Hope. I’m to list 7 random things about me – its surprisingly hard to do. Maybe I’m over thinking it! Anyway, as I’m new to blogging, I won’t tag anyone this time around, but will provide the list.

  1. I can’t watch any movie or TV show where an animal is in trouble, or ill, or lost. It doesn’t matter that I know its fiction – can’t do it. I start to cry and can’t get it out of my mind.
  2. I’m tall (just under 5’9″) and grew 6 inches in one school year. I entered the 7th grade at 5’1″ and was 5’7″ at the end of school year.
  3. I love chocolate – all chocolate – especially Mallomars. But the chocolate cannot have any nuts in it.
  4. I stayed single for many, many years and had no desire to marry until I met my husband when I was 41. When I met the right guy, marriage seemed like the best thing in the world – and it is.
  5. I seem to draw lost dogs to me. I have rescued many dogs and returned them to their owners.
  6. I hate to cook, but love to bake. Luckily, my husband likes to cook more than me!
  7. I have a fear of heights and am definitely claustrophobic!

There you go – hope you have a great day!

Edgar Guest and my Dad

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I read a poem by Edgar Guest in Hope’s blog (Second Time Around) today and it reminded me of the first time I commented on Kim’s blog (Dear Daisy Cottage). She had written a post about Edgar Guest and how much she loved his poetry. There was a picture of a book of his poetry and it brought back such memories. You see, Edgar Guest was my Dad’s godfather. My Dad always quoted the poem It Couldn’t Be Done to me when I complained that I would never be able to do something or other. He paraphrased the poem so that it read “Somebody said it couldn’t be done, but I with a chuckle replied, I wouldn’t say so until I tried.” I still quote that Dad-version of the line myself. If you read the poem you’ll find that the actual line is longer and slightly different.

I grew up hearing about what a lovely man Edgar Guest was. I never got to meet him, but my Dad is proud that he was his godfather. We lived in the Detroit area and Guest’s son, Bud, was a radio personality on one of Detroit’s major radio stations. He had a wonderful voice and his show was very warm and folksy. He often read his father’s poetry on the air.

After talking to Kim, I decided to collect some copies of Edgar Guest’s books. This photo is of two of them arranged on my piano, along with a book that was my grandmother’s. The Model T was my Dad’s toy when he was a little boy. He is now 84!

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