Vibrant

 We had the sprinkler watering the flowers today.  I couldn't resist taking a picture.  I love this color of daylilies. 

This is How My Garden Grows

It's been 12 years since I've planted a produce garden!  We got a couple raised planters this spring.  One is fully complete and I'm enjoying watching everything grow.  These plants (zucchini and snow pea) were supposed to go in the second planter, but they were starting to grow so fast that I decided to plant them in bed number 1 instead.  Yes, I ate that first snow pea.  

Mother's Day Pink

For the most part, I've been avoiding the internet today.  Mother's Day is not my favorite day.  In fact, if I'm being honest with myself, I hate Mother's Day.  It holds no joy for me anymore.

Yesterday I was thinking about when I was a kid, there would always be symbolic red and white flowers for mothers and daughters to take home after the church service was over.  I found a good article explaining it for those who've never heard about it.

My mom would always take a white flower.  As a kid, I never realized how hard that must have been for her.  We'd bring our flowers home – hers white and mine red.  These days, mine would be white and I don't have anyone to give a red one to.  Holidays can be cruel when you don't qualify.

Many moons ago, I was going through a dark time in my life.  It was just one bad thing after another.  Practically every day there would be some new dark twist.  I would cry out to God to please "throw me a bone."  Just a little, tiny something to get me through.  Every time, He would.  Sometimes I didn't even get a chance to ask.  He would throw me a bone before I even asked or knew I needed one.

This year, my husband bought me a bonsai tree for Valentine's Day.  It's been a lovely challenge to keep it alive and thriving, as it's not as forgiving as some plants.  I've had to water it every day, even back when it was still winter.  It's a summer blooming plant and I was very excited to see buds appear a week ago or so.  

Today, Mother's Day, the first flower has opened.  Mother's Day, the day I hate, a beautiful pink flower opens.  A pink flower: Red + White = Pink.

Thank you, God, for throwing me a beautiful, pink bone.

Building on Fire

Green Bay at night.  More interesting architecture and fall color.  

Git 'em While They're Hot

If you want it, you can find it in Door County, WI.  I'm not sure what Bea's "Ho-Made" products are, but they've gotta be good! Pity they were closed.