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IMO: “Remember the good things.”

Carry the bag of potting soil from the trunk to the patio.

Stir the fish water and compost in with the soil.

Gingerly set the bulb, flower, and bush into its spot.

Now, sit there. And watch it grow.

My mother followed this routine continuously for sixty years.

I confess, I never got it. It seemed like a boring way to spend the day.

Talking to her little friends.

The birds, the butterflies, and the hummingbirds her favorite neighbors.

Her dog by her feet.

Her husband puttering in the garden.

Nothing was professionally done. Nothing was perfect.

It’s been ten months since her passing.

Today, I realized my efforts to create a beautiful patio,

All the toiling and the stiffness earned was for her.

Now, I make a point to sit on the patio.

I sit and watch the plants grow.

It is not boring at all.

1 Shot Wednesday, flowers, Illinois, photography

1 Shot Wednesday: Poppies

OOPS! A sign of staying home day after day. Is this a preview to retirement?  I did not realize yesterday was Wednesday. Here’s a pretty pair of poppies for you. I took this shot a few years ago in Illinois from my mother’s garden. It’s one of the flowers I miss living in the Southwest. Unless you are in high country, you don’t get to see the fluffy, crepe heads of the poppy.