rain in the spring when everything is blooming and fields have been plowed
Hummingbirds... wouldn't it be cool to sit in your sun room and watch them in the winter too
Roses... I love roses... all of them
I can hardly wait each year for my first fresh tomato sandwich... white bread with mayo and one thick red tomato slice and a little salt... Food for the Gods
Watermelons... people I can eat me some watermelon
For the little Wrens that nest in all my hose hangers and bushes to build nest and hatch out their babies... the male Wrens will sit on the railing of my deck and sing every morning while the nest has eggs or babies
For the honeysuckle and blackberries to bloom... one fills the woods with heavenly smell and the other paints the woods with snowflakes of white against the deep green of new leaves
I wait very impatiently for the first new chicks to be hatched.
I love looking in every pasture as I drive to work for new calves or colts
I love the smell of the first fireplace fires in the fall and showers of leaves dancing around me and my dogs when we walk to the barn
I LOVE the return of college football and how my husband and I talk about each game and watch polling release .... I also love to good-naturally pick at my friends that are not Bama fans... I know can you believe there is such a thing.
I love Black Friday... oh not the shopping but the fun me and the kiddos have enjoying it all
I love Christmas not the gift giving but the memories present and past My grandbabies always spend the night at my house on Christmas Eve eve and we watch Christmas movies and look at past Christmas pictures and just cuddle and enjoy each others company... no pressure of any kind and then on Christmas Eve morning we all eat breakfast together... that I cook ... and then we open presents... But there is a catch at my house... you have to do three things before you can get your present (like walk backwards around kitchen table three times singing Frosty the snowman) No present is free you have to work for it. and there are no names on any present under the tree.. only I know which goes to who.
Then Winter.... a new year, a clean slate, crisp and new. The recharging months and waiting for all the above to return.
What's the meaning of the phrase 'A bad penny always turns up'?
A disreputable or prodigal person will always return. More generally, this proverb refers to the recurrence of any unwanted event.
What's the origin of the phrase 'A bad penny always turns up'?
This proverb has lived long in the language. It derives from the notion that some coins were 'bad', that is, they were debased or counterfeit.
What made whoever coined this proverb link bad pennies with the notion of something unwelcome returning isn't now clear. Perhaps it was the sense that, if you clip or pass on a bad penny, it won't be long before it comes back to you in your change. Our present day expression of that would be 'what goes around comes around'.