Under The Linden Tree

UNDER THE LINDEN TREE

You kissed me under the linden tree,
its branches our refuge..
the night was dark, the winds so fierce,
in a moment a deluge

as the drops came down upon the earth,
like missiles in a war..
your kisses kept me wrapped in bliss,
the storm seemed oh so far

and thunder rolled, the lightening flashed,
brief glow in sky was cast..
leaves trembled slightly, huddled in mass,
our cover green and vast

for though the sky had opened up,
and nature's wrath was brewing..
we could not see, we could not hear
for our hearts were busy wooing

yet so, alas we stole a glance
when droplets earthly bound...
broke through our shelter, leaves weak and moist,
our warm skin they had found

and hand in hand we made a run,
your shirt covering my head..
through rain, and mud, and thunder's roar
to the shelter up ahead

we laughed and sighed our eyes so bright..
our hearts filled to the brim..
with sweet emotion, childish glee,
and a passion deep within

the linden tree, so masterful,
so large and oh so wise..
protective spirit, and aged trunk,
so much he has surmised

we would return within his boughs
months later, once again...
to share a kiss and whisper words,
this time without the rain

the balmy breeze, the scent of green
by nature's own verdure...
had cast upon our summer night
a magic soft and pure

and underneath our linden tree
with moonlight bright in view..
twas then we knew our souls would speak,
they whispered "I love you".

Copyright 2010

xoxo
Miss Sandra

Summer Recap

My Dears,

How has the summer been treating you? If you are anything like me, then you're certainly counting the days till the autumn equinox. The summer heat does not become me, but I must make do with Mother Nature's season of warmth..and believe me, I have.

This year's annual Independence Day Edwardian/ Vintage picnic was truly a blast. My darling friend Heather came over the night before to help me prep. When morning came around Heather and I wasted no time. Sandwiches were prepared as were other edibles for the party. My fella arrived early enough to lend a hand. Together we three got the tables set up in the canopy/gazebo and readied the garden for an afternoon of vintage frolic and bliss. By the time our first guest arrived, we were dressed and ready to entertain.

My sweetheart and I

The absolutely lovely Heather

Lost in time...

Our sweet friend Jenn who looked lovely in her 20's frock, set up the wickets around the lawn for our usual game of extreme croquet. Heather made sure to keep everyone's spirits high by her steady supply of frozen gin & tonics. *smiles* The tables were laden with yummy picnic fare and the mood in the air was bright and festive. Music from the teens/2o's/30's/& 40's kept us tapping our toes and some of us even tripped the light fantastic.

Aptly named extreme croquet due to the non-traditional
way the wickets are placed around the flower beds.

Pondering my next move..

A view to the past...

Indeed it was a wonderful party..a moment in time...the days of old. My thanks to Bill whose lens always captures our parties beautifully...and to Zaida who makes sure these photos get to me. *hugs!*

So you see, I am trying to enjoy the summer as best as I can. My fella and I even decorated the canopy/gazebo and created an outdoor room. A small table with two chairs..a wicker sofa..dragonfly lantern lights and a curtained wall make for a cozy retreat. The coffee table and chaise lounge will follow in a week. We have spent many a lovely time inside our outdoor retreat, listening to music while enjoying candlelit dinners and nitecaps.

My sweet and humble retreat rests under the shade of the linden tree. This is where I go to relax with a book and a nice cold drink or perhaps a soothing cup of tea. I keep adding plants to my surroundings and also a plethora of solar lanterns to light my way in the evening. ..especially the breezy evenings when I can just lie down and linger languorously, watching the light bugs as they twinkle brightly in the garden and listen to the crickets serenading me through the night.

...lingering languorously.

Ready for company..


That's Sir Twigginham on the right near the fence.
My fella gave him that name. *smiles*
He's also responsible for setting up this corner of the garden.


My garden crystal ball...


...and my handsome fella who captured this lovely set of photos.
Thanks honey! ~~x~~

So until the first autumn breeze places its crisp kiss upon my cheek, I shall just grin and bear the rest of the summer. I guess it isn't so bad when such fun is to be had. What say you? *winks*

In the meantime, how about a cup of tea?


Enjoy the rest of this summer....blissfully!

xoxo
Miss Sandra

Dreaming Of Winter

My Dears...

I've been daydreaming of a nice bowl of stew...a roaring fire in the hearth...a cup of hot cocoa with melting Peeps...and a blanket of snow outside my door. It's on days like today when I really miss being outdoors making snow angels. So in lieu of the real thing, here are a couple of videos to keep you all cozy, comfy, and cool!!!

Enjoy my dear friends!

xoxo
Miss Sandra