Easter Sunday

Our fields are still bursting with wildflowers.... they look like small oceans of mostly bluebonnets, with red and yellow flowers sprinkled in here and there.  This has been the best Spring for wildflowers in a few years now.  Gorgeous days again.... warm and sunny, bright blue skies... not hot enough to put the air-conditioning on, but warm enough to make you forget the cold snaps of this past winter.

We stayed at home today.... I made crab-cakes for dinner with lump crab meat that my husband brought home from the Gulf fish markets in Clear Lake.  I truly miss those just-caught ocean treasures from those fish markets, but now our freezer is filled with huge Gulf shrimp for us to enjoy over the summer months.

I spent part of this afternoon making another batch of Hummingbird Cupcakes. The first batch was for the tea party with J and J's granddaughters last week.  The cupcakes are all gone, but I had some creamcheese frosting left over, so I made more cupcakes. Love that recipe! And this time I added less chopped bananas and more chopped strawberries. (When you do that, you can cut down on the amount of sugar the recipe calls for.)

The barn swallows continue to build their nests on the back porch. One particular nest has been progressing to the size of a bird-condo.  An over-achieving swallow just doesn't know when to quit building.  When she lays her eggs and the babies hatch, they're going to have a hard time getting out of that nest. I hope the mama bird has also built a little ladder.

That big hole by the front steps.... whatever was digging out the dirt there has given up. I haven't had to re-fill that hole for three or four days now, so I'm hoping that the critter that was trying to make a home there has moved elsewhere.

Orange Kitty continues to come by for his Meow Mix.  First thing every morning, as soon as I wake up, I go downstairs to the back door and there he is, sitting quietly on the door mat..... he sees me through the window and gives me a hungry meow.... I put out the cat food, he waits till I pat his head a few times, and then he enjoys his breakfast in peace before I let Gatsby outside for the day.  It never fails...... cats have such patience... they just wait and wait till you have followed through with their training plan.

Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Orange.
Orange who?
Orange you glad you finally gave in to me?