The World of Everything that Grows.
Redemption. Rose Garden Redemption. That’s what I needed on this amazing summer morning, the year of the drought. As I observe one more mole tunnel I lament to that great cowboy in the sky just lasso my foot and drag me back to Texas. OUI moved heaven and earth Continue Reading
OUI moved heaven and earth for a rose garden. Have I ever told you why. Let me count the ways. I have decided to compare it to Sonnet 43. How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning How Do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Continue Reading
Daddy was in England during WWII. War paints a vivid picture in the mind of a child. Mother told me what it was like for my father during WWII in England. Daddy didn’t talk about it. She told of blackouts, air raids in the night and the terrifying Luftwaffe strafing Continue Reading
“Love You Best” was what she said. Mother made every person feel they were the person she loved best. Peonies were her favorite flower. Every year in northern Illinois in preparation for the spring bloom I would take the hand tool and cultivate around each peony bush, add peat moss Continue Reading
Something happened on my way to building the new rose garden. A memory so vivid it took my breath away. Fragrance triggers are like lightening bolts in our brain. The fragrance was the smell of a lilac bush just starting to bloom on a cool Continue Reading