Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Surprise Flowers

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I was hanging the sheets on the line, a little beyond the corral in the back forty and I noticed a flash of color. I went over to investigate and I saw this, which I identified as lychnis or rose campion. It has lovely gray/green stems and pretty flowers.

I have no idea where it came from. I’ve never planted it in the 17 years we’ve lived here. It’s a perennial. So it must have self-seeded from somewhere else. Perhaps a bird dropped the seeds at one time? I don’t know, but I have to say it’s a delightful discovery!

It’s right on the edge of the wild area in the rear of the Secret Garden (but on the other side.)

These unexpected finds are always fun.

I mowed the entire front lawn, including the lilac side yesterday. Why I chose to do it in 80 degree temps when I knew it was going to drop down to the 60s today, I don’t know. But I did it and, though tiring, it was satisfying. Since Don is going to work for 5 hours at the Farmer’s Market today, I figured it’s the least I can do to hold up my end of things.

Today is very, very breezy and much cooler.

I’m going to pack up more books to donate to the library, along with the two books I have to return. Today’s donation will be pulled from my many decorating books. There are some I want to keep, of course, but there are many that I never crack open. So it’s time for them to go. Since Don is going to be gone today, I’m going to do some cleaning and some laundry and some putzing.

Happy 80th to Paul McCartney!

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

Friday: Mei, The Fawn, and The Hearings

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Mei is enjoying the glider this morning.

Mei is the creation of my friend Natalia of VegaDolls. I really love her work and was originally introduced to her dolls by my friend Susannah, who has at least 3 of them (so do I.) She might have more. Natalia has a big heart. VegaDolls is named after Natalia’s daughter, Vega, who is in a wheelchair. Both Susannah and I say that her girls are full of heart and soul.

Latest in the mom and fawn stories. Yesterday, we were in the house and, once again, I saw a deer run from the front lawn up to the corral. I wasn’t sure who it was, but soon enough, we saw the fawn coming down from the corral to the area right outside our kitchen door. She was bleating, poor thing, wondering were her mom was. Mom was over by the wood pile near the shed. Of course, I always want to go out there and guide her to her mom, but I’d only scare her. Meanwhile, Mom walked up the path into the woods while baby went up into the back forty. Honestly, I think Mom hasn’t a clue!

I’m pretty sure that they travel across the road to get to the creek, but it’s very dangerous and there are other paths to the water that are safer. But there’s nothing I can do.

Except worry, of course.

The hearings. Oh my god. I am so hyped up after they finish that I have to meditate. Yesterday’s hearing was the most powerful so far (to me.) Trump incited a mob to attack his Vice-President. Did you ever think you would read those words other than in a piece of fiction?

Can we tar and feather him before he’s thrown in prison for the rest of his sorry life?

Okay, Claudia. Take a deep breath.

I may mow a bit today. The front lawn and the lilac side of the lawn need to be taken care of.

We’re watching Borgen  on Netflix. We started it a year or so ago, but didn’t get into it. We decided to give it another look and now we’re hooked.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

Thursday Thoughts

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• Yesterday, I was talking to my best friend on the phone, while sitting on the porch glider. About 5 minutes into our call, I saw a deer run across the street toward our house, run up the driveway and then to the corral and the woods. Luckily a car slowed down and the deer made it safely.

We continued talking. I’d say it was about 20 minutes later when a fawn – THE fawn – also ran across the street, jumped the culvert and ran in the same direction as the other deer. This fawn is very, very small, by the way. It became clear that the deer that I saw earlier was the fawn’s mom.

Both times, I held my breath, praying that they would cross the road safely. Remember, this is a very busy road.

Later in the conversation – maybe 10 minutes later? – I looked up to see the fawn on the front lawn, clearly still looking for mom. I stood up because I knew I had to stop her/him from running across the street again. As soon as we locked eyes, she reversed and ran back up into the woods.

After we finished talking, I put on my muck boots and walked through the woods, looking for mom and baby. I never saw them. So I kept watch for a couple of hours, just in case I needed intervene. Poor baby was frantically looking for mom! But she never came back so I have to think they found each other.

And that’s how I proceeded to worry about the fawn for about 3 hours.

• In other news, Jim Parsons messaged me on Instagram yesterday with the news that Spoiler Alert (the movie we worked on) is coming to theaters on December 2nd. Whoo hoo! This is very exciting. It will premier less than a year since we wrapped the film, which was on December 10th of last year. I can’t wait for you to see it.

• Day three of the January 6th Committee Hearings is today at 1:00 pm EST. Be there or be square.

• We got up around 5:30 this morning and soon after that, we had a morning thunderstorm. There’s something about early morning thunderstorms that I love. Sipping a hot cup of coffee, lamps on because it’s still somewhat dark, and thunder and lightning filling the skies. Very cozy.

• Question for introverts: Have you run into problems with some friends who don’t understand what an introvert is? Or take your need for home/quiet/solitude personally? That’s what Laural and I were talking about yesterday. (Note: Laural completely understands and accepts me and she’s an extrovert. I was talking to her about other friends.)

I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Okay.

Stay safe.

Happy Thursday.

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