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The year 2007 has been a
lazy gardening time for me. Early in the spring my mind was made up. I
would not spend so much time in the yard. Mother at 94 seems to be a
little weaker every day. It was imperative I spend time with her to write
her story in the book being published called, "Velma, Fleur de
Narcissus," flower of the Narcissus (her father's name). There is the
Fleur de Lis (Lily) or Iris, Fleur de Astor, and so many more, I'm sure.
My daughter works on her master's degree and her two year old is just too
much fun to trade off for gardening, however much I do love everything
with the outdoors. The 50th anniversary I had worked toward for a number
of years. Finishing up projects started in the house was necessary. The
picture of the vines drooping down is the view I have every morning as I
enjoy my morning coffee on the patio.
Sharing this small bit of the wonder of growing things is about all I can
do. The begonias I grow in the dollar hanging pots. They make wonderful
gifts for showers, funerals, weddings, or just to share with a friend I
love. I've heard the Mother in law tongue is great for purifying the air
inside a house. Last year I potted up these Impatients before a frost and
they bloomed all winter long. I plan to pot these up soon and hang them
from the ceiling on the back porch. They will be nice for gifts, also.
Space is becoming limited out there because my daughter puts her plants
there, too, to over winter.
The apples are huge this
year, and there have been a mass of these little black butterflies. I
love the aqua spots on them. This one was opening its wings to catch the
warm rays of sun and it held them flat for long enough to snap this
photograph.
So there, King Author of Camelot, this is how the simple people live.
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