Friday, July 16, 2010
Shades of Pink
About half of this day I spent working in my yard. I found joy and peace as I planted three new Hydranga bushes, pulled lots of weeds, trimmed and edged the lawn, swept out the garage, and watered, watered, watered.
The Hollyhocks are starting to bloom and I always marvel at how many shades of pink there are in this little corner of my yard. Hollyhocks remind me of my Mom. I remember when she planted some in our yard in Hinckly. She found a sheltered spot where the wind wouldn't blow them over and we planted seeds. I remember how they grew taller than me and sprouted blooms starting at the bottom of the spikes and going up. My Mom told me how when she was a little girl she used to pick Hollyhock blooms in her mother's garden and pretend they were dolls dressed in fancy ball gowns. Isn't if funny how you picture your parents as children living in a black and white world? I always did until my Mom told me that story.