Boring or not boring ?

Every morning, that is, when i am home alone. ( tuesday to friday hubby is at work ) i like to sit in front of the computer with my hot cup of comforting coffee. I check my messages, email back to etsy customers, look at some lovely blogs and if i feel inspired, will post a message in my own blog.  I realize i haven't done this for at least 2 weeks...Or is it more than 2 weeks ? I have come, i have looked at the blank page of the new message section , i meant to post something, But it seems i have nothing to say...Is my life so boring ? I must admit i spend most of my days at home, working in my studio until hubby returns from work. Other than sewing, i make the laundry, vaccum, wash the dishes, cook dinner, learn to crochet, knit, run to my daughter who lives right behind my house, give a hug to baby Jacob while Molly, the boxer doggie, is begging for me to hug her too.... Oh and i feed the hens in my chicken coop. Hubby and i built a little shed last fall ( did i mention this before ? ) with the main idea to have a few hens. ( or do we say chicken ? ) Hubby was so excited, he could not wait until spring and came home one day with 2 brown hens. Daughter Anne decided to name them Barbara and Gwendolyn. Very curious ladies. And then a couple of months later, a friend gave him a black hen. Daughter Anne decided this would be Alice. Unlike the other two,she is not the friendly type. And she has not begun laying eggs. I told hubby she may be too young, we have to be patient. The weather is milder and snow is melting. I have opened their coop for them to wander outside in their own closed little yard. They love being outdoors . I guess they too were feeling depressed with this never ending winter. The starlings have arrived and this is the very first positive sign that winter is behind us already. There is still a lot of snow, but i can see little patches of grass here and there. I made a bet with hubby that on march 31st, we will be able to set up the garden chairs on the terrace. I hope i am right, otherwise i will have to sneek outside and shovel. o_o     No, no , enough of that shoveling. I want to dig and play in the flowers. I planted a few dadoffils bulbs a friend gave me and i am eager to see what they will look like this spring. Unless the squirrels digged them out, i am hoping i may see a few flowers. I promise myself to plant tulips next fall. I used to have a lovely patch of pastel colored tulips in my former home and it was very lovely. We have been in our new house for almost 3 years now. Creating new bed flowers take time...Funny, i came here this morning because i felt in the mood  to post  some of my etsy favorites. After all, i managed to write something that doesn't appear too boring. Or so i hope. I have to go now, daughter Maude and i are going to do some shopping. Hubby's birthday is this sunday and i need to get a few little things. 
Hope your week is lovely ♥

Countryside walks

May is such a wonderful month. Everything is so fresh, so new, everything smells so good. I love going out for evening walks. When the sun is still shining but not so hot. I live in the country. I don't think i could ever live elsewhere. Unless i could live on the seashore. I love summer. I wish it were like that...always...But i live in a country where summers are short, winters neverending and cold.



Yesterday, after eating diner out on the terrace with hubby and my younger daughter Anne, we headed for the fields and walked many miles, enjoying the beautiful temperature. Walking in the countryside is different. i loved smelling the grass and the huge lilac bushes, i loved admiring the view, meeting unexpected friends and stepping into unexpected places too. It is a good thing i wore my old running shoes. There was this small puddle of mud and i tried to jump over, but with my little legs, both feet landed right in the middle of the mud puddle. (smiles) my daughter calls me Hobbit, cause i am so small. Felt like a child, covered in dirt, sunburn on my shoulders, but so happy. I remember as a little girl, my mom kept washing my running shoes in the washing machine. I guess i always loved mud puddles. After our walk, had to take a shower to take all that mud off my legs. Some of you must be wondering what this picture of twigs represents ? Well, as we were having dinner on the terrace, there was this cute little bird perched on my clothesline. It kept going in the nearby bushes and come back on the clothesline. I did not pay too much attention to it's little game. Later, as i took the clothes off the line, i was folding a pair of jeans and those little twigs, spilled on the balcony floor. I felt puzzled, until it flashed in my mind. The little bird, had been so busy building it's nest inside the jeans hanging on the line. I smiled, amazed, but then felt sad and guilty that i had destroyed the little bird's nest. I kept wondering why the little bird had chosen this pair of jeans...
This friday, it is going to be my birthday. For this special day, i will be doing a giveaway. I really hope a lot of you reading my blog will come and join the fun.
Until this day, i hope yours is a lovely one ♥