Monthly Archives: May 2014

lipstick on a pig: parody blogging

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CCR1-001I am blessed with some really wonderful friends.  They alerted me to a parody page of my blog literally created in the past few days.  They found it when looking for my blog’s Facebook page.  It (the parody) is on Facebook. I thought I would share some screen shots for your amusement. I know I was amused!!

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So apparently I have spawned a clone.  And while they don’t have it quite right, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right?

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I can’t be sure who the witty author is, but I have a vague idea. Especially since I saw the name of the one sole person who likes any of the posts.  I am very amused they still find me so fascinating. Or my life now so fascinating.

I am not going to apologize for being truly happy and taking joy in everyday things like keeping house, gardening, taking photos, writing,CCR3-001and living. So maybe if they continue the parody, maybe they will learn to be happy as well?

I like it when my writing and photography make people happy.  After all, life is too short to be miserable, right?

So check out the page.  The wit is razor sharp.  They don’t live in Chester County, though, so don’t be mad when they don’t get it.  They can’t help it. They are just jealous that they can’t live in Chester County.

If Chester County Ramblings can’t introduce Chester County Rantings to the world, who can? But wow I don’t get their pig obsession, do you?   I prefer horses, cows, goats, sheep, and chickens like you,my dear readers, know.  Pigs smell….anyway enjoy the parody!

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yesterday’s rainbow

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gifts from the woods

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Yesterday as I was preparing to dig a new perennial bed, I had some trimming to do on the edge of the woods.

We have this veritable thicket of forsythia on the edge of the woods and it was very overgrown and wild and rangy. Forsythia grows so fast that if you don’t trim it once in a while it gets out of control.

As I was cutting back the forsythia, I looked down and there, on the edge of the woods, was a Jack in the Pulpit.

I love my wildflowers and with the tree canopy of the woods having been opened up by the ice storm we are seeing all sorts of wildflowers we hadn’t seen, like the photo of the Bloodroot I posted the other day.

I know I talk a lot about gardening but it is just such a terrific thing to do. There are so many surprises Mother Nature has for us…like the gift of native wildflowers!