What does it matter?
A couple of weeks ago, I was having a difficult time, and couldn’t get my brain around doing a column, and Ruth Ann said it was ok, not to worry about it. Then last week, I was having a great time and didn’t write a column and completely forgot about it. So, what do those two weeks have in common?
Here we go into a soul searching, lesson learning moment. (more…)
MOM’S THE WORD
We live in the house that once belonged to my in-laws, so my husband has been tending the gardens here since 1978. Every spring he cleaned up after the winter’s mess, and pruned, and weeded, and planted a few more perennials, and filled in the empty spaces with a few annuals. He would always tell his mother to let the flowers grow, and to not add anything else. Of course, she never listened and she spent more than one evening going out with her neighbour Shirley to “just pick up a few little plants”. (more…)