Sunday, April 25, 2010

Bloom Where You're Planted!

Hello, Dear Ones! I love that little saying from Mary Engelbreit ~ Bloom Where You Are Planted! So I thought I'd share a little of my plantedness in the back yard.


Have you ever smelled a blooming lemon tree? The aroma is glorious and intoxicating! But you must be very careful of your most tiny nose - there are bees buzzing round these blooms. So don't plant your nose too closely to a bloom or you'll be in for a big surprise! :)



My Easter lily is still going strong! Now I must confess, it is not planted in the ground but a pot! But hey, this little sweetie is certainly blooming where she's planted! The sweet smell of this most beautiful flower is very strong and sweet. So strong in fact, it burns my most gorgeous baby blues and that's why this little stinker is sitting outside! :)

Hope you have a most blessed day and you will Bloom Where You're Planted! I'm joining our Dear Mary at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday!

Again, I hope to see you at my Daring Darling Bathroom Beauty Snapping Divas Party on May 7th! You can check out what the party is all about on the little pink button on my side bar.

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~


Lemon Tree

When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,

"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree."

"Don't put your faith in love, my boy", my father said to me,
"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree."
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet

But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie

A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky.
We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me:

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet

But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet

But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat. One day she left without a word.
She took away the sun.

And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.
She'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true.

A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you:Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

~sung by the Kingston Trio