This gallery contains 2 photos.
Here it is April 16 and I finally heard spring peepers. Well, to be honest, spring peeper! One lone peeper singing his little heart out on a cool spring night. Life can be lonely for a peeper. Oh, by the … Continue reading
This gallery contains 10 photos.
It’s time! It’s here! Let the trumpets sound. Spring has arrived to the Concord River. Or, as Margaret Wise Brown wrote in her iconic book, Pussy Willow: When the pussy willows happen …then it is spring. The pussy willows are … Continue reading
This gallery contains 11 photos.
Here on the Concord River, we serve sushi so fresh it will flip itself off your plate. Our greens are tender, succulent, and bursting with flavor. Even our insect selection rivals any five star restaurant on the California coast. Nothing … Continue reading
This gallery contains 4 photos.
Although best known for Goodnight Moon, Margaret Wise Brown also wrote Pussy Willow. Through summer, fall and winter the soft grey pussy cat, named Pussy Willow, journeys far and wide, trying to find his pussy willows. When he happens upon a … Continue reading
This gallery contains 2 photos.
Last night the clocks were turned forward, resulting in the loss of an hour. Do people turn clocks anymore or just push buttons? We need a new saying. Instead of “turning the clock forward,” we could say “pushing time forward.” … Continue reading
This gallery contains 10 photos.
… for the Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award! I was nominated by Dear Kitty, Some Blog and I am honored to receive this nomination. To qualify for my nomination, I have some tasks to complete. So, here goes! Several … Continue reading
This gallery contains 8 photos.
Like the monarch butterflies, red-winged blackbirds, Baltimore orioles, and ruby-throated hummingbirds, Summer has flown away. A few hummer stragglers visit the nectar feeders, but the majority of them are now in sunny Florida. Perhaps they’ll stop over at Disney for … Continue reading
The fish are definitely jumpin’, and the thistle is high and in bloom, with a brilliant splash of yellow on the white, downy puffs. I’m sure Gershwin would have written a song or two about such a marvelous sight. This … Continue reading
She wears the slow as molasses face on a hot, humid morning. She wears a face that sparkles like brilliant diamonds in the morning sunlight. She wears a face as old as the Nile. She has seen battles, poets, and … Continue reading
concordriverlady.com 