Gardening

I started early this morning and by 11 a.m. had watered all the perennial gardens, weeded the alley garden and planted hollyhocks that will grow this summer, bloom next season on the north side of the cedar fence; planted seeds in five pots which I scattered around the front and side stoops, and on the deck that overlooks the back yard gardens and chimonea; cleaned the dandelions and maple tree seeds from all the cracks in the sidewalk and garage apron; cleaned my garden tools and left them in the sun to dry.

A I planted the temperature soared to 86 breezy very sunny degrees.  After lingering in a long hot bath, I turned on the television thinking that there might just be something that would catch my attention.  Ever hear the line "dream along with me?"  Well, it was the usual shoot em up, cut em up, kidnap em and rape em fare with the occasional old movie I have already seen more than once.  Even the History Channel today had nothing of substance to offer beyond reliving the WWII and Vietnam (already have seen both shows)....grurrahhhh.  

So I grabbed my book "Phillip and Elizabeth: Portrait of a Royal Marriage" and read until I drifted off for a luxurious nap.

It is now approaching 6 p.m. and:
The phones have rung; I haven't answered them ...
The mail came ... it is still in the mailbox ...
I have not checked email ...
Or posted on FACEBOOK ...

The photo of the "blue bun-bucket chair" was taken at Wild River State Park several years ago.
It is a favorite
It is really quite simple '
I am fed by all things green
Wild or landscaped ... ...
Simple soul food! 

Mother's Day

To Be So Loved and Blessed ~~~
Mother's Day 2012 began weeks ago when my daughter who lives out of state was here to visit and bought a deep red anti gravity chair for me to use on my deck and to take with me for a relaxing afternoon at the state park or downtown by the river or when I go camping.

Last night my daughter, son-in-law and family had dinner for me and his mom at their home.  Rolled lasagna and rolled Fettuccini Alfredo, homemade of course with fresh salad, warm Artisan bread sticks, wine and we grammas brought our family favorite homemade pies - Gramma K. apple pie and me French Silk.

Now my son-in-law is a farmer who has NEVER called me in all these years - well another "never died" yesterday when he called from the tractor in the field where he was planting the last of the corn for this season ans asked if I could possibly go to Gertens Garden Center and get a gift certificate for my daughter and bring it with me.  Of course!!

Well, that was a REAL surprise for me. I have NEVER tried going to a major garden center the day before Mother's Day in my life and will likely never go again either!  Police directing traffic, cars and trucks and SUVs backed up and sitting and waiting to move, parked and everywhere, people with rolling garden carts lined up 25 deep to check out... like a homing pigeon I found a place to park my little Barcelona Red Toyota Corolla LE "Lola" (nothing bigger would have fit) and then walked straight into the first building, saw the "gift cards" placard hanging from the ceiling and made a beeline for it.  After a mere 10 minutes in line, I was back in my car and headed for home!

It was more than wise that I chose not to take the pie and make the stop on my way down there.  The pie would have been reduced to chocolate soup by the heat!

Today, my out of state daughter and have a long visit to catch up with her and her husband, then spend time later with my son and a friend of his to complete my family circle. Mother's Day evidence is spread throughout my gardens; purple petunia hanging basket on the corner of the back deck from my daughter and son-in-law who live out of state; pinks and reds petunia basket now hangs in the back garden by the garage and two pink butterfly solar garden lights from my daughter and family on the farm and newly planted hosta, wildflower and perennial plants abound in my gardens - my son's friend split split and split some more from her gardens and they transplanted them into mine.  My gardens has never been so beautiful and so filled with meaning and love.

Mother's Day - full of meaning and love - that about says it all... ... ... for this moment.  Except I really still miss my mom who passed 14 years ago and my gramma who passed 28 years ago...a lot!