Wednesday, June 19, 2013

WW- My Zen


12 comments:

Tabor said...

Hey, bringing over some homemade cookies...get out the iced tea or lemonade!

Charmaine said...

Hi Kat :) what a pretty place to sit and just be...also what an incredible transformation from a snowy winter...very nice !

Mom24 said...

Beautiful! and peaceful, and a great place to "be still". Thank you for sharing that with me, it's helped.

Kat said...

Tabor- Come on over! Although with the temps these days hanging at low 60s I might have to make it hot tea. ;) Also, we'll have to try and ignore the 4 wild children running all over the yard just 10 feet from us but it serves as good entertainment.

Charmaine- Yes! Quite a difference from my winter patio pics, right?

Mom24- It isn't very relaxing during the day but in the morning before the whole house is awake it is the PERFECT place to drink my coffee and do my crossword puzzle. It is southern exposure and well protected so even if the temperatures are low it is still toasty warm on the patio.

Riahli said...

Love it!

Bijoux said...

Summer!!!

Elaine Alguire said...

I'll be right over with a bottle of white... ;) #IWish

Katherine Phillips said...

Beautiful!!!

Cyndy Bush said...

Be still my heart....that's what I'm slowly accomplishing in my 'spot'! LOVE it!!

Dawn said...

Zen is the perfect word for this photo. I felt more at peace just by looking at it. Gorgeous.

Karen Deborah said...

beautiful and how long ago were you asking about HOW to garden?
blink blink and your an expert :)

lime said...

aahhhh....

Words To Live By

Be grateful for each new day.
A new day that you have never lived before.
Twenty-four new, fresh, unexplored hours to use usefully and profitably.
We can squander, neglect, or use them.
Life will be richer or poorer by the way we use today.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could;
some blunders and absurdities crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.
Tomorrow is a new day.
You shall begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be
encumbered with your old nonsense.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson