it is amazing how fast the perennials make themselves very known – and how some that i had forgotten having planted are showing up and bursting with life before me
… my 93 year old mother is emerging from a convalescing winter and she is so filled with the joy she has in visiting greenhouses and pushing herself in her wheelchair up and down all of the aisles being sure not to miss anything – she is so enlivened by conversations she has with other flower seekers imbibing in the fragrances and the colours that fill the soul – she has been out in the sunshine and wheeling herself about the yard watering what she can reach and deadheading the flowers in her baskets she has so strategically placed … the sunshine and the fresh air and the joy of her flowers has made such a difference in her well-being … it is a privilege that we baby-boomers get to experience in caring for our aging parents – we have the realization that even the smallest things we do for them or with them brightens their day and brings a smile to their being - i recommend taking the opportunity to touch base with the aged and in listening to their stories be conscious of and grateful for where we are being linked to where they were … the joy i bring to others fills also my soul – that place where we are all the same
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the best is always yet to come
