Burgeoning May

Burgeoning May

First Crocus close-up©2018 Mollie Pearce McKibbon

Winter’s ragged blanket withdraws

Washed away by April’s tears.

Crocuses open their purple petals

To a smiling, unbroken, blue sky.

Breezes gently nudge the trumpet daffodills

While drowsy bees awaken.

Squirrels and chipmunks stretch and yawn,

Aroused in budding branches 

By the joyful serenades of robins 

And red-winged blackbirds 

Responding to the warm coaxing 

Of a burgeoning May.

 

Sunflower Pillow for Christmas

Sunflower croppedFirst step: I took a photo of one of our sunflowers in the garden this summer.

my sunflower pattern

Second step:  Using Photo shop, I manipulated my photo into first a negative black and white picture and then I uploaded into Spoonflower.com and changed the colours.  I then ordered my pattern to be printed onto Spoonflower’s Linen Cotton Canvas Ultra material in a half-drop repeat pattern.  I ordered a “fat quarter” which is 27″ by 18″.  It was just enough to make one pillow which I sewed and stuffed.  This is the result:

Sunflower cushion

Sunflower Sofa cushion from a photo by Dan McKibbon.

I made two of these pillows in slightly different colours for Christmas gifts for two households.  I plan to make them the matching pillows for gifts in the New Year.

Glad July

glad bouquet #2

Glad July
©2017 Mollie Pearce McKibbon

 

glsdiolas from our garden 2017

Jaunty plumes of glad July
Beckon to bees passing by-
“Hello! Hello! Come and see

What garden pleasures there may be.”
Crickets chirp an invitation –
“There is nectar here for your libation.
Colours there are to entice your eye,
Brilliant hues and perfumes to try.
Come once, come twice. Pause for a sip.
It’s worth your time to make the trip.”
Pansies curtsy as breezes play
And rare is the bee that stays away.

From Raindrops to Roses

 

From Raindrops to Roses

© 2014 Mollie Pearce McKibbon


 

From raindrops to roses,

That’s how nature grows, 

So have no impatience

And don’t be morose.

A garden needs planning,

Good soil, tender care.

Raindrops and sunlight 

Will all help prepare

The loveliest surprises, 

The sweetest bouquet

And soon fragrant roses

Are then on their way.


If you prick your finger

To capture a rose,

It isn’t a nuisance

As you might suppose.

Things that have value,

Those we most desire

Can only be gained 

By braving the fire.

Unfolding in beauty

Before your own eyes,

God’s greatest gifts

Often come in disguise.