A little Spring cleaning ...........

Hello!

Lately, I noticed we have a few new followers here at ol' Miss Eff's! So I only think it is right to get ya up to speed. Seriously, what in the heck does Miss Eff do???? And what is a Miss Eff?

Like the robins in spring..... Miss Eff just seems to emerge from a chicken coop sometime in April.

Looking a lot like that.

Yea ...... scary, isn't it? She has a full wardrobe of those aprons and is always on the search for more. And under that apron is a t-shirt that reads ......... A farmer's wife. A better breed of women.

But Miss Eff's real job is flowers. You thought it was food, didn't you? Or campaigning for some political action stuff? Or knitting. Or remodeling. Or antiquing. Nope. Its flowers.

Actually, it should be magic.

She needs to turn this ..........................................


Into this....................................



And this ....................................


Into this ....................................


And this ....................

Into this ........................


But wait ......... what is that???


Becky daisies ..... emerging green and beautiful!!


And there..... behind the last of the melting snow......... are daffodils, popping their little yellow green leaves out of the cool damp soil.



I think Miss Eff can wait a bit. God seems to have a good handle on it at the moment!

Comments

Ohhhhh....I can't wait to see your spring pictures!
I need to figure out what flowers I'm planting around my place. I think it could use some sprucing up!
And what wonderful magic it is! :)
fullfreezer said…
I was so excited yesterday that under a melting snowbank were bulbs pushing their little heads out of the ground! You're right- it's magic!!!
Judy
Charlotte said…
I was just clicking on "Next Blog" and came across this one. I was intrigued by the name. My grandmother's name was Effie. She had a sister named Ollie and one named Ozzie. They were all born in the 1800s. Oh, and my other grandmother's name was Icie.
Good evening.
I definitely squealed when I saw the greens of my irises poking out of the ground. It never ceases to amaze me that flowers come up, year after year. It really is magical.

I'm yearning to begin working outside.
Ruralrose said…
This is so clever, such a tease. I adore you from here already and I don't even know you. Please come visit my blog too. Got to read more, can't wait to see what the summer holds for us both. Peace

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