Wishing you...

the warmth of snug hugs,

the safe haven of home,

and the joy of crazy happiness!

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

Merry Christmas

...that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow...
 -- Philippians 2:9-11

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

photo credit © 2016 Sophie Palmer

To the Met Cloisters (a poem)

I should have read the signs,

but when in love

who’s not illiterate?

I did not care,

For all I knew was you.

The fragrance of

your flowers mysterious

that filled the air,

your moonlit stones that shone 

beneath my feet,

your echoes, whispers, sighs —

all lured me in

till I was lost and gone,

trapped in the sweet

arcade of yester days,

your heart within.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

The Met Cloisters

Upside Down Skies

a birdbath on a fall day

at my fingertips —

the sky

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

Girl Power: Tree Stump Removal

My husband had to remove a sick Holly Tree some time ago, and here's what was left of it:

Even though he dug around the stump, and сut the big roots with an ax, the stump was in there pretty good. We thought we'd leave it as it is until spring, but the weather was perfect for yard work today, and "the force was with me," so I decided to give it a try.

I dug some more, all around the stump, and uncovered four--deeper lying--roots, substantial enough to keep the stump in place. I dug around and under the roots (until I could fit my palm and move it under the roots easily) to make sure I wouldn't ruin my handsaw by hitting the dirt.

Then I sawed...and sawed...and sawed...and...voilà:
 

I didn't even have to use a crowbar. Once the roots were cut, I lifted the stump without any trouble. Here's the defeated stump posing with the tools of the trade:

Woo-hoo!

Nothing like tree stump removal to boost a girl's confidence!

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)