My, oh, my!

It was a perfect weekend. (Maybe the fact that it was four days long for me had something to do with that...) I worked a little, played a little and -- my favorite -- puttered a little.

It was during one of those puttering moments that I came to realize something: I'm actually living in a Walt Disney cartoon!

I was resting on the patio after transplanting a few seedlings when I noticed it. As I sat -- surrounded by flowers and greenery -- butterflies flitted about my head, birds crooned their happy little tunes and squirrels darted here and there during a game of tag.

Why, Uncle Remus would have been proud! I could almost hear him humming "Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah!"

(This reminds me of an autumn day a few years ago when I spent several hours watching yellow leaves fall from my birch tree. Even now, I'm convinced that it was just so beautiful I couldn't take my eyes away. My mother and husband have a different version, though. They insist it had more to do with the medication I was on at the time, having just had surgery. But what do they know? I'll bet neither of them has ever had a bluebird on their shoulder...)