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The dawn on Sunday, proclaimed the new day in a whisper.
The dawn on Sunday, proclaimed the new day in a whisper.
 
At this chaotic and fearful time, when things seem "up in the air" . . . spring came early, like an old friend showing up in the "nick of time."
At this chaotic and fearful time, when things seem "up in the air" . . . spring came early, like an old friend showing up in the "nick of time."
 
It is early morning now and pitch dark at the rabbitpatch. I seldom let an opportunity to complain about "changing the clocks" go by.
It is early morning now and pitch dark at the rabbitpatch. I seldom let an opportunity to complain about "changing the clocks" go by.
 
For the first weekend in a while, I am at the rabbitpatch. We have big plans for Sunday -Daddys' -eighty fifth birthday party.
For the first weekend in a while, I am at the rabbitpatch. We have big plans for Sunday -Daddys' -eighty fifth birthday party.
 
The days after the gathering on Monday, have been very quiet. I woke early on Christmas morning and sat while light came to the rabbitpatch.
The days after the gathering on Monday, have been very quiet. I woke early on Christmas morning and sat while light came to the rabbitpatch.
 
On Friday, just after school, my friend Sara and I headed north to see our grandchildren.
On Friday, just after school, my friend Sara and I headed north to see our grandchildren.
 
A lot happened on Saturday at the rabbitpatch. First of all, there was not a single branch left on the territory, by the time the sun set.
A lot happened on Saturday at the rabbitpatch. First of all, there was not a single branch left on the territory, by the time the sun set.
 
I came to Elizabeth City on Monday, in fair weather. Hundreds od blossoms adorned the lawns, the woodlands and even the roadside. The three rivers were as blue as could be and all of the world seemed to be singing.
I came to Elizabeth City on Monday, in fair weather. Hundreds od blossoms adorned the lawns, the woodlands and even the roadside. The three rivers were as blue as could be and all of the world seemed to be singing.
 
Lyla turned four years old on Thursday. On Friday, Tres picked me up after school and we were on the way to Elizabeth City to celebrate.
Lyla turned four years old on Thursday. On Friday, Tres picked me up after school and we were on the way to Elizabeth City to celebrate.
 
The rabbitpatch is especially beautiful, when bathed in early morning light.
The rabbitpatch is especially beautiful, when bathed in early morning light.
 
It is Saturday morning, early enough, that it seems like me and the mockingbird, are the only ones in the world.
It is Saturday morning, early enough, that it seems like me and the mockingbird, are the only ones in the world.
 
Friday is never a dull day when I am working. It is easier to get up in the morning, no matter the conditions . . .for it is Friday!
Friday is never a dull day when I am working. It is easier to get up in the morning, no matter the conditions . . .for it is Friday!
 
Friday has a different "feel" to it, in months like February, when the school year is in full swing.
Friday has a different "feel" to it, in months like February, when the school year is in full swing.
 
A lot of people declare that January is the longest month. I suspect that the commotion in December and the New Year celebrations causes us to get used to a state of perpetual motion.
A lot of people declare that January is the longest month. I suspect that the commotion in December and the New Year celebrations causes us to get used to a state of perpetual motion.
 
At last, I think it safe to say, that spring is finally here according to the sparrows.
At last, I think it safe to say, that spring is finally here according to the sparrows.
 
The Easter dinner on Sunday was lovely. Mama and Daddy came a little later than usual, because of all days . . . I over slept.
The Easter dinner on Sunday was lovely. Mama and Daddy came a little later than usual, because of all days . . . I over slept.
 
Today is the first day, of spring break. Beyond me lies a whole week to meander through and do what I deem fit.
Today is the first day, of spring break. Beyond me lies a whole week to meander through and do what I deem fit.
 
It is almost April and still, we wait for tulips. The evenings in March still warrant a blanket and frost blankets the fields of winter wheat, in the first hours, of the day.
It is almost April and still, we wait for tulips. The evenings in March still warrant a blanket and frost blankets the fields of winter wheat, in the first hours, of the day.
 
Last night, it snowed at the rabbit patch. It was merely a dusting, but schools had a two hour delay on account of it.
Last night, it snowed at the rabbit patch. It was merely a dusting, but schools had a two hour delay on account of it.
 
Night lifted and the day was born-that is how the "morning service" went today.
Night lifted and the day was born-that is how the "morning service" went today.
 
The windows are up at the rabbit patch and the birds are singing. Daffodils are beginning to sprout, but I am too old to be fooled, at least by this . . .It is February.
The windows are up at the rabbit patch and the birds are singing. Daffodils are beginning to sprout, but I am too old to be fooled, at least by this . . .It is February.
 
All day long, there has been sunshine on the rabbit patch. Sunshine that was bright enough to cast shadows. I have always loved the play of light and shade.
All day long, there has been sunshine on the rabbit patch. Sunshine that was bright enough to cast shadows. I have always loved the play of light and shade.
 
It is Sunday and almost late afternoon. It was raining before sunrise,and it is still raining now. The rain is falling steadily, as it has all day. No one in these parts ought to complain as it has been a long while since we have had a rainy day-and besides, rain makes the loveliest sound.
It is Sunday and almost late afternoon. It was raining before sunrise,and it is still raining now. The rain is falling steadily, as it has all day. No one in these parts ought to complain as it has been a long while since we have had a rainy day-and besides, rain makes the loveliest sound.
 
Sunday is another time I love-especially the morning, when "Sunday Dinner" is cooking. I did not plan to write in the diary this morning, but when I had put the ham in the oven and stringbeans on the stove, all sorts of thoughts came to me.
Sunday is another time I love-especially the morning, when "Sunday Dinner" is cooking. I did not plan to write in the diary this morning, but when I had put the ham in the oven and stringbeans on the stove, all sorts of thoughts came to me.
 
Slowly, but surely the prelude to autumn glory is making its' presence known. Even the ragweed is pretty enough to write about.
Slowly, but surely the prelude to autumn glory is making its' presence known. Even the ragweed is pretty enough to write about.
 
I am beginning to "sound like a broken record" . . . but, it is raining at the rabbit patch.
I am beginning to "sound like a broken record" . . . but, it is raining at the rabbit patch.
 
At last, I am back at the "morning table" writing an account of life on the rabbit patch.
At last, I am back at the "morning table" writing an account of life on the rabbit patch.
 
Today is far from ordinary, at the rabbit patch. On this day, three decades ago, I became a mother. My oldest son, Brant was born on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, while the mimosa trees were blooming.
Today is far from ordinary, at the rabbit patch. On this day, three decades ago, I became a mother. My oldest son, Brant was born on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, while the mimosa trees were blooming.
 
It is hard to believe that we are in the twilight of April. April with its' "showers that bring us May flowers" also brought us ample sunshine , enough to make the wild violets bloom.
It is hard to believe that we are in the twilight of April. April with its' "showers that bring us May flowers" also brought us ample sunshine , enough to make the wild violets bloom.
 
The "crack of dawn" comes a lot earlier than it used too. I wake with light, by nature, and unless it is raining, I am ready to "find my day." It is early now, and the light is still soft at the rabbit patch.
The "crack of dawn" comes a lot earlier than it used too. I wake with light, by nature, and unless it is raining, I am ready to "find my day." It is early now, and the light is still soft at the rabbit patch.
 
Dear Diary, It is the eve of Easter and all is well at the rabbit patch.
Dear Diary, It is the eve of Easter and all is well at the rabbit patch.
 
April is the Time to Wander
 
It looks like somebody lives at the rabbit patch today. Kyle and I worked yesterday, the better part of the day, restoring order to the territory.
It looks like somebody lives at the rabbit patch today. Kyle and I worked yesterday, the better part of the day, restoring order to the territory.
 
Not every day is full of lovely things-but today was.
Not every day is full of lovely things-but today was.
 
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