A couple of weeks ago I had a magical thing happen.
To start with, I noticed that the daisies in my back yard had bloomed.
I love daisies. They are always so clean and bright looking. The other reason I love them is because my Grandma had them in her yard and they remind me of her and my childhood.
So I was having a nice flowers and memory day.
Then my son picked me a flower.
A really big flower.
If he hadn’t picked it we might not have seen it, since we haven’t been in the greenhouse much this year.
My Grandma had a patch of Oriental Poppies in her yard as well.
Here’s where the magic happened:
We didn’t plant poppies.
We think maybe my mom did a few years ago when she was staying with us and for whatever reason they didn’t come up until this year.
On their own.
Thanks Grandma! I miss you,too.
So I had this flower in water in my kitchen and the petals started to fall off.
I was emotionally unable to let go of it.
So I didn’t.
I kept the petals, thinking I might press them.
But I didn’t get around to pressing them. Instead, they just dried a little more each day.
The colors changing and intensifying over the course of about a week.
Watching these petals dry and progress through these color changes was a gift unto itself.
Thank You Grandma for this gift. Not only of the memory of you, but also of this exploration of color and texture and science.
I did not need reminding, but I love the reminder.
I love you, too.
Don’t forget to appreciate the little things -like flower petals.
Remember to appreciate the time you have with your loved ones as it is fleeting.
Today I am grateful for so many precious things… flower petals, memories, family, friends, and you!
Thanks for visiting with me today!