The little Killdeer that I saw today may not have the most comfortable nest,

but it gets an A+ for great camouflage for its eggs! Its choice for nest location,

however, leaves a lot to be desired; it laid its eggs about 12 inches from the sidewalk,

a couple of feet from a door, in the parking lot of...  "archery headquarters!"

I wonder how many times a day this Killdeer has to use the "broken wing act"

that these birds are notorious for. As we admired it, and I took the photos,

one thought raced through my mind... if that bird only understood how many

 hunters walk past it each day...cringe! Ignorance can be bliss :)

The cute bird is under the middle shrub :)
Forget Me Not

I decided to share a photo of the gorgeous, tiny, blue flowers of the forget-me-nots
that are currently blooming in my backyard. Aren't they sweet and charming!
According to Kate Greenaway's  Language of Flowers book,
forget-me-nots represent: True love



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These teens are our future!

Today as I waited for my daughter to come out of her middle school building, I silently watched other students exit. Just as I have done, almost every day of the school year, for the past two years. I saw teens that I have seen so many times before. But today was a different day, a different outfit, different shoes, different boyfriend/girlfriend, hair styled a little bit ... or drastically...different. Still, I saw the same teens. Some are always in a hurry...rushing from the school...because time matters. Others slowly stroll past me...the hectic day now finished. But is their hectic day over? Where do they go next, and what awaits them at their next destination?

Today I was struck by a change in the air. I wondered about their journeys through life. What is it like to walk in the shoes of a teenager today? What challenges do they face everyday? Is home a safe refuge? Or is school the safe refuge? These young ones are just discovering who they are as individuals.

As they crossed the school grounds, the emotions upon their faces were as diverse as the people themselves. Some are always smiling, happy, laughing, chatting, flirting. Some are always somber, hurting, sometimes crying. What are they truly feeling inside? Does our ever-changing world frighten them, or will they embrace the challenges, and become successful in their own right? Which of these individuals will become tomorrow's villains, and which will become the heroes?
Some of the students seem to exude an "I don't care attitude." Are they shouting out for people  to understand them? See me...acknowledge me...help me...love me...forget-me-not! These teens are our future! I felt an overwhelming sense of empathy for them, and my eyes got misty for a moment (the hauntingly sad song playing on the radio seemed to add to the melancholy moment). 

I hope their future will be everything...and then some! Rewarding, endearing, satisfying, loving, happy, gentle, and kind. I hope the same for our future!
Italy countdown: 24 days! I am getting more excited each day as our trip gets closer. This will be my first trip with a passport, so it's a big deal for me. My family and I spent our spring break camping. We had a great time with our "camping group"/friends.This trip we had nine families join in. No matter where we go, or what we do, it's an adventure. I have been talking with world travelers and have garnered some wonderful advice and travel tips. Each new traveler, that I talk to, has some golden tip to share with me. It's fascinating to hear about other people's journeys, and the amazing people that they meet along the way. Do any of you have travel tips to share? Let me know, I have only 24 days left to plan and organize!
Fifteen is the magic number today. Today is my fifteenth anniversary. It's amazing how quickly the time has passed. Life seems to be traveling at an increasingly faster pace. When I was young, sometimes a whole day seemed like an eternity. In my youth, a school year took forever! But as an adult, with children, the days rush past; and there is never enough time in the day to get everything on the "to do" list accomplished. It will be interesting to see what the next fifteen years will bring; hopefully continued success and happiness, for Steve and me as a couple, and for our children. I am so grateful to the friends who introduced me to Steve. "Matchmakers," never give up! Sometimes it all works out, just like clockwork. Happy Anniversary to my extraordinary husband! Here's to fifteen more wonderful years together :)

After talking about my awesome wisteria tree, look what I found on Wisteria Way!
I love the old, rusty milk can, and the saying is simply perfect!

I am so grateful for all of the friends that I have "gathered" throughout my life. Thanks for your friendship, and for all of the good times!
Out in my front yard, my little wisteria tree looks so bare, unimpressive, and lonely. But I know from past springs that, one day soon, this little tree will decide that it is time to show off in all its glory!
When I least expect it, my little tree will cover itself with dainty leaves, and beautiful, violet colored blossoms. A delicate, subtle fragrance will permeate the air around the tree.
What's even more amazing, than this gorgeous tree showing off, is that it will blossom several times during the year. I get to revisit spring...again...and again :)
I'm so looking forward to seeing more beautiful wisteria during my trip to Italy...floral bliss!