Nature & Seasons - grace grits and gardening

The Last Days of Winter

March 12, 2013 By Talya Tate Boerner

Brittle
wind howls,
cuts and moans,
re-awakens Mother Earth.

Blooming
flowers flirt
and vie for attention,
attract passersby.

Brilliant
sunlight streaming
through oak trees
does little to warm my soul.

Bright
days taunt and tease,
the end of winter,
the promise of something more.

talya

Musical Pairing:

Spring, Tracy Chapman

A gigantic thank you to fellow blogger Michelle Liew at Muses from the Deep: short stories, poems and reflections who nominated me for The Beautiful Blogger Award! Michelle’s heartfelt stories always leave me wanting more. Be sure to check out her blog.

Beautiful Blogger Rules:

Copy the award logo onto your blog
Thank the person who nominated you
Post 7 facts about yourself
Nominate 7 bloggers/blogs for the award

My 7 Facts…

1. My first car was a 1975 yellow corvette.

2. I prefer early morning to late night.

3. My first job was chopping cotton.

4. I have a hole in one.

5. I love to color.

6. I watch all the Charlie Brown specials on television.

7. My death row meal would be Poppa Rolla’s Pizza (Waco, Tx).

My 7 blog nominees…

pittypatter

Someday, Somewhere
Coco and Cocoa
Writer’s Space
Another Government Employee’s Verse and Prose
The Rustic Pig
NorthShore Days

Check out the seven blogs listed above. I chose these particular ones because I love the style, layout and content. They are all beautiful!

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Rain and Roses

March 10, 2013 By Talya Tate Boerner

Roses, hungry and bare,
Of blooms, I fertilized only hours ago.
Saturday’s clouds brought drizzle, an
Even, soaking rain. Sunday morning
Surprise—rose buds smiling in the wind.

“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

talya

Musical Pairing:

Sweet Dreams, Eurythmics

Daylight Saving Time: Let’s Take a Vote!

March 9, 2013 By Talya Tate Boerner

At 2:00 a.m. on Sunday morning, we officially turn our clocks forward one hour. The good thing: more daylight to garden. The bad thing: I lose another hour changing all those clocks around the house. Thankfully the iPhone and computer automagically reset without my assistance. The microwave…not so smart.

I grew up in the 1970s in rural Northeast Arkansas. As far back as I can remember, I attended Brinkley Chapel Church. The church looked as you might imagine with towering pecan trees, a circle gravel driveway and a carpet of clover growing from the back door to the surrounding cotton fields. Inside, a mixture of friends and family filled the pews each time the doors were open.

One year before Sunday school, Uncle Rosie addressed the congregation with important new business. He proposed Brinkley Chapel NOT follow Daylight Savings Time. He felt daylight savings time was unnecessary, and put the issue up for vote.

After much consideration and debate, Brinkley Chapel decided not following daylight savings time would be too confusing for everyone else. So we reluctantly went along with it.

I love that our faithful congregation of forty-five thought such a decision could be made with no regard for the rest of the county, state, nation.

Is it time for another vote?

Grace Grits and Gardening