my grandson came, whipper snipped, trimmed the weeds in the driveway, and blew all the leaves and detritus… we do like the blower, which can also act as a vacuum… everything looks tidy… he also helped get one of the bubble machines going…
a bit later Hilda the Gardener spent time weeding and tidying so that the garden looks well cared for… it is always such a treat to see how lovely everything looks after she’s been here…
meanwhile, I had lightly fertilized the plants that are heavy feeders, filled bird feeders and pulled out a few weeds in the new grass…
the Olympics have been a distraction as this day has come closer – what would have been our 51st wedding anniversary…
I’ve spent the day thinking of some moments with my beloved…
the everyday things: changing up the configuration of the ponds; working in the garden as it changed over the years; caring for his lawn, trimming the Virginia creeper, fixing whatever needed attention; making the world’s best French fries, fried egg sandwiches and salads; driving the girls and I everywhere; reading and playing with our grandsons; cleaning the garage, packing the car, barbecuing; the strength of his hands that could wring out a cloth so it was dry, massage a sore neck, scrub a pot perfectly clean, and gently hold my hand when we were out walking…
so many little things…
I’ve been remembering our 40th anniversary… I was in the hospital for an extended period of time and he came every day and brought me pictures he had taken of whatever morning glories had opened on that particular day… I took this photo just yesterday…
he also sent me a basket filled with 40 roses… each night they had to be moved into the hall because their scent was so strong I couldn’t sleep with them in the room, lol…
a friend recently lost his partner and has decided to refer to their anniversary as the first celebration of their 41 years together… what a lovely way to describe it…
today I am also enjoying the sentiment of this beautiful card which I recently received in the mail…
read a book – 21 Things You May Not Know About The Indian Act... one of the Appendices included the 94 recommendations of the Truth and Reconciliation Commission of Canada…
put orange sarongs on both doors (the only orange I have)… they darkened the space, so every time I walked by them I was reminded of my focus for today…
listened to “A Day to Listen”… yesterday I heard a few of them on the radio, but today took the time to hear all of them…
I’ve been thinking of many special Father’s Days and missing this great guy…
interesting how difficult holidays can be sometimes… used to be such a wonderful time… pleased that most years I am able to focus on the special times that have taken place…
I was thinking of my beloved on this Father’s Day as I wandered around the deck pulling weeds… currently ninety-nine percent are elm seedlings…
I always gave him action for not carrying around a pail to put the debris into and there I was today, pulling weeds and putting them on the ground or deck to be picked up later…
the clematis seems happy in its spot on the wall along the driveway…
it is showing new growth and is getting bigger each year…
I’ve just read about a way to help it grow even quicker by laying a portion of it down and putting soil over it… think I will give that a try in the fall…
for now, I am making sure to go out and visit it each day;-)…
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