With Alzheimer’s, the filter on the tongue is missing. My sweet mother’s ability to reign in her emotions and frustrations is broken.
Alzheimer’s – Sensitive Topics
Wordless Wednesday [in the garden]
Wordless Wednesday [in the garden]
Dancing in the Wind
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.” Emily Jane Brontë
Dancing in the Wind
Wordless Wednesday [in the Garden]
This is My Father’s World
This is my Father's world;
The birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white,
Declare their Maker's praise.
We sang the hymn, “This is My Father’s World” two Sundays ago and it’s been playing on repeat in my heart and mind ever since. I decided to do a little digging into the story behind this song and found out that it is based upon a poem written by Rev. Maltbie D. Babcock and that there are actually 16 verses to his poem. Luke Powell did a wonderful job of telling the backstory in the YouTube video below. I thought it was worth every minute it took to listen to it and found myself singing along with him in the last part of his video.
https://lukepowellministries.com/friday-classic-hymns/this-is-my-fathers-world-story-behind-the-hymn
The sun was peeking through the clouds on the first day of autumn, so I decided to venture out to take a walk–or, as this hymnwriter was known to say when he would take a walk,
“I’m off to see my Father’s world.”
A little beauty from my walk in My Father’s World
This is my Father's world;
He shines in all that's fair,
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere.
This is my Father's world;
His love has filled my breast
I'm reconciled, I am His child
My soul has found His rest.
What a beautiful truth. I’m reconciled. I am His child. My soul has found His rest.
Wordless Wednesday [in the garden]
Happy 50th Anniversary to Us
“I, Cindie, take thee, Wayne, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.”
I still do.
Continue reading “Happy 50th Anniversary to Us”Peony Love
Is it lavender-purple, or deep pink? Paeonia ‘Kamata Nishiki’ may have me wondering about her color, but there’s nothing to wonder about where her beauty is concerned.
This year she’s my first peony to bloom and she doesn’t seem to mind sharing the spotlight with a plentitude of irises that are unfurling their lovely petals.
We originally planted three tree peonies back in 2018. Only one survived that winter. I took advantage of the company’s replacement policy—they honored their word and sent two more.
Of those two replacements, Miss ‘Nishiki’ is the only one still strutting her stuff 7 years later.
I would be very happy to have her stick around for many more years to come.
A Favorite Columbine
Isn’t she sweet?
Shhhh! Don’t tell any of my other columbine flowers, but Aquilegia vulgaris ‘Winky Double Rose White’ is one of my personal favorites. Winky is a demure, double-flowered beauty who proudly holds her pretty face upward for all to see, rather than nodding downward like many of her columbine cousins. Her charming blooms feature crimson red outer petals with ruffled layers of rose-pink and creamy white inner petals and bright yellow pollen-bearing stamens.
She keeps on returning every spring, even though I mistakenly planted her a few years ago on the edge of a garden path which receives strong afternoon sun. Columbine really prefers to grow on the edge of a somewhat shady woodland environment. I’m so thankful to see that she has finally seeded herself around a bit, so I will be sure to relocate a digging or two of the pretty little seedlings to a shadier location in the hopes that she will form another amazingly gorgeous colony.
