The pink flowered bush is growing on the east side of our home. The Easter lily is one that we purchased for church two or three years ago, then planted on a whim, not expecting it to live. Well, we could call this Surprise Lily this year, because we were very surprise when it popped its head up, then continued growing to produce these lovely blossoms.

The back yard is a bit on the "wild side" this year. Yesterday DH finally trimmed some of the wild vines growing on the fence. The result is a more well manicured look for faithful St. Francis who stands guarding the "new" tree that replaces the old redbud.

The birds are doing well, eating and growing and learning, I hope. I listen for Bogey to start speaking in complete sentences at any day now that he is three months old! LOL!!!

I think that if this chapter in my life were labeled, it would be appropriate to name it "The Summer of My Discontent," although I think that a writer has already used that somewhere along the way. This is turning into a difficult period of my life for a number of reasons. I don't even know who I would begin to explain the feelings to if I had someone. I doubt if anyone would care to listen or know what advice to give to me, if they did hear my complaints.

I think that sometime children go through these periods or stages when they have similar thoughts and aren't sure why or can't put their fingers on the cause. Maybe I can relate it to one of those earlier stages in my life, and an answer will appear. I keep thinking that I'm exploring uncharted territory, as if I am the first person to ever encounter feelings such as these in life.