Jolly good

Tangled roots, clusters of bulbs, teeny seeds, one pack for dollar, everything in soil, ready for Spring, sunshine and rain to grow. Something is all ready growing. They must be zinnia seeds. No, the plants are too big. It must be something what came from bird feeder seeds. No, definitely, they are not giant zinnias. They must be future brooms. Tangled roots, cut into pieces, are making their home on the bank of a brook. Sitting in the soil, basking in sunshine, sucking water, I almost can hear them saying: jolly good. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 6/18/2012

Homemade ice-tea

Henry is brewing his own ice-tea. We don't have a samovar. He has his own machine, although he uses tea bags, sets up his machine, ads sweetener and water, no oranges, or lemons, just plain tea. Machine brews for hours- - like espresso. At the end of process he brews from three to five gallons of his own diet ice-tea, which lasts him for weeks. I sit, drink coffee and watch, how Henry is brewing his own diet ice-tea. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 6/14/2012