Simple Pleasures of May

The French are well known for taking time to enjoy the simple pleasures of life 

whether it's food, family, home or garden.

My simple pleasure? 

Stepping outside in the early morning, a cup of steaming coffee in hand, 

still in my pj's and robe, to stroll around the garden. With my sheepskin slippers quickly getting soaked with dew, I sip my coffee as I listen to the birds waking up around me.

(This photo, which shows the cottage garden, was taken before I created Cafe' Bleu in the corner).
If you missed that post, here's a link... Cafe Bleu Reveal.

As the sun peeks over my rooftop, I love to see what has emerged overnight --

a peony bud about ready to burst open or a daffodil in full bloom.

This time of year everything changes so quickly, I can almost watch it grow.

Have the pansies I potted a few days ago made it 

through the harsh weather we've been having lately?
Yes! They're fine but, sadly, my bleeding hearts and hostas
took a beating in the latest hail storm. 

Has my little dog damaged anything in her enthusiastic patrol of the yard 

or has she found a new bed for an afternoon nap?

Perhaps I'll hear the steady drone of a small plane overhead. 

I see the same plane fly directly over my garden every day at the same time. 

It's probably some kind of business commuter plane 

but I like to imagine it's something more romantic.

Do you remember the plane in Out of Africa that flew over Karen's farm 

and dipped its wings in a friendly wave? Wasn't that was Robert Redford in the plane?

Or the plane to Lisbon in Casablanca cloaked by heavy fog as Rick said goodbye to Ilsa?

Maybe my little plane is searching for something or someone. 

In any case, I look forward to seeing it fly over every morning.

Still waiting for Robert Redford to fly by and say good morning.
Or maybe wash my hair. Ha!

Early mornings in the garden are a special time when it's quiet and dreamy. 

I might hear an occasional car door close as neighbors head off to work 

or squirrels clawing the fence as they chase each other back and forth.

But, usually, it's a time for reflection and planning my day.

The French have the right idea . . .
slow down and notice the simple pleasures of life in the month of May

whether it's a garden filled with birdsong, a warm croissant with hot coffee, or a cold dog nose.

P.S.
Yesterday Colorado got slammed with a late-season snowstorm
(more than three feet in the mountains)!
Here in Denver, we received only a few inches of the heavy, wet stuff.
Still, I had to race around, bringing all my potted plants inside.
So my new Simple Pleasure of May is
reading a good book in front of the fire! 

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