I've just come in from clipping these few small sprigs of flowers from my garden. This small vase belonged to my husband's mother, and I think perhaps it was Grandma's before that. It is perfect for little arrangements, and it brings a measure of grace to my days much in the way that having had these two women in my life, really and truly did. I am grateful to have known them and to have shared a love of gardening with them both as well. Happy memories.
It has been awhile, hasn't it, since I last wrote to you? Our spring time has been eventful, and I can hardly believe really, that tomorow is the first day of summer. My son had shoulder surgery in April, and stayed with us for a week or so after that, my Aunt Helen and her three daughters visited in May, during which time, my step-brother Mark, my step-mom's son, sadly, passed away. We became brother and sister when I was about 10 years old, He was only two years older than me, and so accepting and a very funny fellow. His later years were not good ones. I think that has made it harder in some way to let go, which doesn't make sense to me, for I truly wish him at peace. Life keeps on, but I have to say that my reserve of happiness has been greatly diminished in these last months.. It will recover, I know that, for I try hard to find what is good in everyday, it really isn't hard, but grieving takes many forms, it seems, and somedays, it will sneak up on you from behind memories that you thought you'd forgotten. Just all of a sudden. Anyways, I haven't been much in the mood for writing about such things, always the hardest part of being authentic in the world of blogging, I think.
I've been spending a lot of time thinking about my garden, and when I have the energy, I have been working in it some, planting a few new roses, and hydrangeas, and putting up a new little willow gazebo for vines to trail upon. I still have to install a stone floor, but when I do, this little retreat will hold a small bistro table and chairs and become a spot for enjoying morning coffee, or afternoon tea in the garden. It's not much to see as yet, but one day, I think it will look pretty, and be a nice shady spot to rest within.
I've been a bit preoccupied with reading about herbs, both gardening and cooking with them, and in the evenings, I've been enjoying the BBC series Born and Bred, which I love. It is a story that takes place in a little British villiage during the 1950's. It is filled wonderful eccentric characters, and every episode feels like the chapter of a delightful book, that you never want to end. It features beautiful scenery of the English countryside, charming cottages and the clothing, oh it is wondeful too. I've quite fallen in love with the dresses that the lady pub owner wears. The fabrics and buttons most especially. It has me thinking about wearing dresses more often, and perhaps one day, I will look for old dressmaking patterns in similar styles.
I haven't done much with the top of the piano this summer, but I have started to gather together a few garden themed things that one day will be added to my plant room. I have a few more things to look for. I have old garden watering cans and such, but haven't brought one inside as yet. Eventually though, I think it will become an inspiring collection to evoke the feel of the garden, especially on a a rainy and cold winter's day. I think about the garden year round. Creating a garden space inside with such things will be fun I think.
Well, I guess this is all the news for today. Thank you to those of you who still drop by to visit. My posts will probably continue to be a little bit far apart for awhile. I do appreciate you all, and hope you are well.
Take good care,
....'til next time in Merryville.