This is a Little Blue Heron, which we don't normally see here on our lake. She is migrating north, but probably got tired of battling the strong winds and has dropped by for a few days. Amazingly enough, she wasn't the least bit timid, and I was able to get pretty close to snap these pics.
On my way back up from the lake, I took this shot of the back of our house:
My sewing room is the bank of four windows on your left side. I feel so very lucky to have such an incredible view of the lake and the waterfowl.
In spite of the unseasonable cold weather we all are experiencing on the East Coast of the US, the clematis don't seem to mind one bit. I love this little guy:
It shares a trellis on our pool patio, along with a thriving Confederate Jasmine, which will bloom shortly.
And look what else has just popped up:
My Lily of the Valley!!! :-) My Swedish grandmother, Augusta, had droves of Lily of the Valley at her home in Massachusetts, and I used to love to visit her when they were blooming. My meagre few bring back such sweet memories of her and my grandfather Herman, and also memories of one Spring day when C bought me "Muguets de Bois" in Paris. "April in Paris"..................ahhhhhh love!!