Friday, June 12, 2015

Those Spring Mornings When...

Wild songbirds are calling to each other over the pastures swept with lush folds of rich green.

Even though you haven’t brushed your Nancy Drew bob yet, it is wavy and manageable and has just the right amount of bounce as it curves around your neck and face. 

The dogs are barking and howling and grumbling to be fed…yet it makes you glad because you have the ears to hear and the food to content them.

The sage green and yellow floral dress you chose to wear today may not be either glorious vintage or high style, but with its square neck, gathered sleeves and long floating skirt, it is so light and brimming with the feel of old-fashioned romance that you like it more than either.

Your horse—bright eyed and gleaming in the playful shadows of new leafed walnut tree and sparkling sun and whiffing and tramping about in her corral—is so gorgeous that you think your heart might break.

A phone call to your parents who are on a business trip to the southwest beckons with a happy hand because: A) they are your parents and B) the charm of having members of your immediate family Out West and thinking of your voice as there, is impossible to resist.

Your fingers are nearly too chilled to fill the tea kettle, but having them so makes you look forward to your lemon water and rich, creamy “Bulletproof” tea all the more.

The valley is to be mowed later and, besides the exercise, you are looking forward to having it look and feel once more like the lawn before a southern plantation house.

Snowball, the most handsome and gentlemanly of cats, greets you with a hearty meow as you step out on the back porch to feed him breakfast, and a little polite conversation ensues because he is the most charming conversationalist you know.

God’s in His Heaven all’s right with the world.


  1. Delightful words describing your Spring morning, dear Eowyn! And what lovely photos too...
    Blessings and hugs!

    1. Kelly-Anne,
      Thank you so much! Your comments always make my day. :)

  2. Eowyn! I love the simple beauty of your writing; the way you capture feelings so well without overwording it. This glimpse into your spring morning made me smile! :-)


    1. Emma,
      That is so sweet of you to say! This post was definitely one of those "flashes of insight" sorts of things. :) Aren't those the best?

  3. Awww, this was so sweet! I especially love the bits about your dress, the tea, and "southern plantation house" lawn. ;) It sounds beautiful!

    1. Natalie,
      One of my dreams is to make a big, airy, southern bell dress and then to go south and spend a couple days (really thrilling!) in one of those beautiful mansions - especially one near Charleston or Savannah, Georgia as the trees with Spanish moss have always fascinated me. :)

    2. Ohhhh, that sounds absolutely beautiful! I hope you get your dream to come soon one day! I absolutely adore civil war era hoopskirts and to have a southern belle dress would be...-happy sigh- SO wonderful! :D

  4. What, pray tell, is Bulletproof tea? It sounds marvelous. I once wrote a story with that as the title.

    BTW, I tagged you here. Play if you want to!

    1. Hamlette,
      The principle of Bulletproof tea or coffee (coffee is the usual way people do it actually) is that you add butter or coconut oil to either tea or coffee and by doing so you stop the caffeine crash later. Some people think it is rather strange tasting and I've never had the coffee version, but I think the tea with a bit of sweetener is super yummy!

      And now for what I really want to know... what is your story about? It is a really clever title. :)

      Thanks for the tag! The questions all look really good, but as I have some other tags to do, would it be fine with you if I picked and chose which ones to answer first?

    2. It took me like a month to answer the tag myself, so no big rush!

      Hmm. I do like sugar or honey in my tea, but I usually drink my coffee black (or as a fancified mocha). Butter or coconut oil, huh? I... may have to try that, just because.

      The story was called "Bulletproof," not "Bulletproof Tea," hee. It's a crossover of my two favorite TV shows: Combat! and Angel. There was a flashback ep of Angel where both Angel and Spike were involved in WWII, and I got to wondering what Spike did after he was sorta stranded at the end of that ep, and then some Combat! fanfic writer pals of mine issued a challenge to write a story with specific things in it. I added Spike to that mix for my challenge entry, and voila! My first crossover.

      Um, so basically, it's about some American GIs in WWII meeting up with someone who is bulletproof. Because he's a vampire, though that's never directly stated, and it's not creepy or anything. No blood-sucking. It's up on my C! fansite here. I wrote it way back in 2004 -- wow.

    3. Hamlette,
      Got it. I think we just discovered something, as my title variation is giving all sorts of Insp. :) I will have to look up the story!

    4. "Bulletproof Tea" has all sorts of possibilities as a title, that's for sure!


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