Susan Spess Shay

Still playing make believe.


Garden Touring!

I mentioned over at WRITINGSLUTS that I went to a garden tour this week. I don’t know if you’ve noticed before, but when you’re in a garden, everyone is a friend!

I went out Thursday morning, and then took Omega out on Friday. We had so much fun! Even ran into a few people who tried to pretend they didn’t know me. I didn’t let ’em get away with it though. 🙂

I thought I’d share my pictures with you.

This is the front of the garden shed Vickie had built (envy, envy). It fits perfectly into her landscape. I want one!

Trellis/garden bench.

I don’t remember the name of this one, but it’s fuzzy like bunny ears. So pretty!

Such a beautiful entry for her house!

Blanket flower and mumble mumble. (forgot again)

She keeps these Cleome (spider flowers) in pots because they’re so invasive.

I didn’t catch this fella’s name, but he came from Bustani Plant Farm in Stillwater, OK.

This is Papyrus. Yep, like the Egyptians used to write on. Vickie says they take a lot of water, but they’re so different! Worth the trouble.

Okay, besides working, trying to survive a cold/pneumonia and sleeping too much, that’s what I’ve been up to. Where’ve you been keeping yourself?



According to Wikipedia–

Serendipity is when one finds something that one was not expecting to find. The word has been voted as one of the ten English words that were hardest to translate in June 2004 by a British translation company. However, due to its sociological use, the word has been exported into many other languages.

In the simplest of words, it means a “happy accident”.

I like that definition, don’t you? I caught a few happy accidents and thought I’d share. Let me know what you think.

 The extreme red in the sunrise didn’t really show up, but it was gorgeous. Remember that old saying, “Red in the morning, sailors take warning?” It held true that day.

These plants break off and grow where they land.

This sunflower wasn’t planted by me. We feed the local wild birds sunflower seeds . . .

and to repay us, they planted this with my herbs.

Not bad repay, huh? Maybe we can keep the birds from eating the seeds coming here until we have time to harvest them. Or not. LOL.

I went with Dad to get gas yesterday, and saw this little fellow hot-footing it across the gravel. At first I thought it was a leaf blowing, until I noticed how even its movement was.


He hid like this until I picked him up. Then he ran from one of my palms to the other over and over again. He was all of 1 or 1-1/2 inches the long way and so cute.

I took him back to the office to show the kiddos there, and handed him to one of the little girls. To keep him safe I put him in a clear plastic cup with a lock-down lid that I punched a hole in.

She was so excited, she ran to little Deegan (about 10 months old) and said, “Can you believe anybody gave me a pet turtle?”

She named him Carzel. (I think.)

Now I have a new definition for serendipity: Surprises that make me smile.

Anything surprised a grin out of you lately?