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| Rose of Sharon |
The unthinkable happened…yes I did it… I bumped my coffee
mug and coffee spilled all over the keyboard as I was blog surfing.
Alas, I now HAVE to purchase a new laptop, something I have been putting
off for 6 months or more. Unlike most
people, newer technology does not make me quiver with excitement. No… I hate the learning process of taking on
newer programs, having to discover the ins and outs in the midst’s of trying to
get something done.
My Language of Flowers
journal made it home to me this week. Not yet completed but it was fun to get a glimpse of it's pages, the art and
creativity of other journalers. This is
the first journal that has made its way home.
Two other are lost, sitting somewhere in the unknown…I have not given up
that they still might find their way to me.
As the coffee brews, I find myself smiling at these morning
glories, climbing my favorite trellis, opening towards the early morning light. I didn't plant them, they simply return every
year, filling the trellis with their blooms.
I find myself missing the sunflowers I usually plant along
the fence. I simply could not find the
energy to do it this year. I must find a way to push myself next spring to get the seeds into the ground. I miss the joy they brought me every time I pulled into the drive.
In July these Croscosmia (Crocosmia x crocosmiiflora ‘Lucifer’) bloom in the front of the
house. Years ago I saw them in a public garden and
fell in love with their fiery red blooms.
After much research I discovered their name then set out to buy them. I purchased the corms from an independent gardener
on Ebay, planted them in the fall then eagerly awaited their arrival. I was not disappointed. Five years later they have spread and filled
the bed.