The Day of the Flowers…..

How many flowers can you name?  How many colors have you counted?  How often do you buy them just for yourself?

Tomorrow is the day – The Day of the Flowers!  I give you my ultimate permission to indulge yourself in purchasing something wonderful and unusual for your yard, patio, that coffee table that needs a little change in character.  Do it – buy 2 or 3 or more.

You’ll be happy you did!

A Day at the Farm…..

What a wonderful drive to the country side of Cornelius.  A good friend of mine invited me out to see their farmland, and to photograph anything I could find.  Well – let’s say that after this trip, I will be taking more ventures out that way.  There were so many spots to stop and grab a shot of – that my brain was on overload.  Even though the weather was not sunny and bright, once the rubber boots were on, I was off.

After about an hour or so, I stopped to visit awhile and share stories.  We haven’t seen each other for years, but it felt like no time had passed.  What a joy the visit was, and the opportunity to photograph some of their belongings thru my eyes.  Here are a few that I feel show just the surface of what I may find on future visits.  Thank you so much Linda and Wes!

A forgotten wallet…a hidden treasure.

It is truly amazing what happens when you least expect it!

Let me first give a little background  so that this will make sense.  My mother passed away from cancer when I was 15 years old and a sophomore in high school.  Life took a different turn at that point and communication was lost with different members of the family.

Now – after 40 years a marvelous thing happened.  I was given a ceramic piece last year, that my mother had made for Christmas years ago.  It was a Santa with a bag that always had three wrapped gifts in it that just filled the bag that was attached.  I can remember seeing it sitting in the living room on the coffee table each year.  When I brought it out I noticed one of the small wrapped packages that felt different from the others.  I opened the first two that were just empty boxes…and then I opened the third.  To my amazement it was a leather wallet.  Upon looking it over I noticed that it had my mother’s name embossed on the inside.

As my father has now passed away – I will never know if this was a gift that was never opened, or a gift that was left wrapped, intact, for me to find all these years later.  However it happened, I feel blessed and touched by my mother’s hand once again.  Thank you for the lost treasure – a true gift.  I love you and miss you Mom…..