Queens and Fiery Dragons!

  When you are starved for adventure and have no way of exploring for it, you create it.  If you truly wish, most everything can be turned into something different than it really is and even the most mundane find can become that long-wished adventure.  That is what occurred today.  

  While out surveying my queendom better known as the Small Gardens, I came across a fiery dragon!  This was no foul being, however, as this was one of my subjects. As Queen of the Small Gardens, I get to pick and choose who shall be deemed friendly and who shall be considered an enemy of the queendom.  This dragon shall serve a purpose and that purpose being the added protection from enemies of the queendom.   The dragon, albeit still a babe, will fight to save the Small Gardens from attack!  It pays to have such brave subjects!

  A wee babe of a green anole was seeking an equally small insect to have as breakfast.  It climbed about in the potted chrysanthemum plant.  Wow!  This tiny tot must have just recently hatched as it was only about four inches long!   It made me happy to know that it was hiding among the thick leaves of the plant a there were plenty of birds, larger lizards and even a few snakes in the garden that would have gobbled up our sweet friend.  After allowing me a couple of photos, the little one scampered down beneath the plant stalks!

  My fiery dragon will protect the queendom of such things as aphids, caterpillars and even mosquitoes!  The Queen jubilantly welcomes all dragons to her realm!  And so ends today's magnificent adventure of one with limited access to the outside world.

From Royal Pain to a Perfect Prince

  Yesterday, I must have not been the only one having an off day.  It seems that perhaps Mr. PJ had either picked up on my vibes or was in a fickle state of his own.  We seemed to clash at every step.  The normally placid dog was as contrary as can be.  If I said "Go", he stayed.  If I said "Sit", he walked.  If I said "Come", he walked in the opposite direction.  Grrr!  He was pushing my buttons and all in the wrong order.  I finally coerced him back into the Little Bayou House and left him to ponder what he had done.  Not that it mattered.  He was perfectly happy to be on his cushy bed.  Yesterday, was just an all around irritating day.

  Today, however, the old dog woke up acting like the perfect prince he is.  He was eager to go on our hikes, excited to play with Ms. Nycto, the cat, and as sweet as pie to everyone.  What a change!!  Since he was being a sweetheart, I encouraged him to stay outside in the lovely weather.  A bit of sunshine would do him good.  He had cabin fever about as much as I have so we did yard work together.  Well, I raked, weeded, dug and hauled.  He snoozed in the bright sunshine.  At one point, my raking came to an abrupt halt when the dog decided my leaf pile was his new bed.  I let him have it.  If he was going to behave then small pleasures would be granted.

  I think the bright skies and warm temperatures did the two of us the world of good.  Yesterday, I had a bad case of the doldrums.  Today, a billion and one projects are whirling around in the brain.  Everything from outdoor garden rooms to stained walls in the living room made the list.  Things need to be done!  I have no time for these low spirits!  So...my Royal Pain of a dog returned to the Perfect Prince he normally is and helped lift my spirits tremendously.