Every now and again I spot an old chair forlornly sitting at the curb. Someone didn’t want it, so they left it there in the hopes that someone else would want it.
This is one of those chairs that came home with me.
I made a succulent garden in this roadside treasure chair last summer too. It was so lovely.
I can’t wait to see how this year’s chair garden fills out. I’m already enamored with its beauty. I’ll keep you posted.
I took a quick tiptoe through the tulips this morning to capture the beauty of a few of our tulips. It was just a quick tiptoe, as the dewy grass is cold—even for this avowed barefoot gardener.
Our newest addition to the garden is a yellow magnolia, which has been slowly opening her tulip-shaped blossoms. I think our cold and windy conditions of late has caused some browning on the beautiful petals. But she’s still giving us a beautiful little show in her first year in our garden.
Today’s favorite daffodils…
Or maybe this happy little clan?
Or this beauty robed in white?
Oh, it’s SO hard to choose a favorite.
It feels like a little wet weather is headed our way. Before it gets here, I am enjoying reading a chapter or two in this serene spot. Just noticed today that this pond is home to a solitary black swan.
I’m finding this to be a fantastic read. Best read with your Bible open.
Tropical paradise is all around me on this lovely island of Kauai.
I was doing a little blog post cleanup today and came across this one from four years ago. It’s hard to believe that it has been nearly four years since my sweet momma took up her heavenly home. This felt like “just yesterday” to me as I read through it once again.
I often use my mom’s study Bible when I spend time reading and reflecting. I enjoy discovering what she marked and underlined on almost every page. Her notes in the margins are a really valuable tool for my personal study.
This little story that follows is a page out of my experience and observations as mom neared the end of her life on earth. It’s also a reminder to me of the life lesson I am still learning.
Continue reading “Bump, bump, bumping along”With a blogging handle like barefootlilylady, I think my readers can surmise I’m a barefoot gardener who is pretty enamored with lilies. I love them all–even the wannabe lilies like Hemerocallis (daylilies). I thought my gardening friends would enjoy this fantastic article written by the National Garden Bureau. Everything you need to know about lilies.
It seems to me that the year 2023 whooshed by in a hurry to 2024. The gardener in me is already plotting out what I’d like to see in my garden in the next growing season. I thought it might be fun to reflect upon some of that beauty of last year as I look forward to the growth and beauty in the year that lies ahead. Won’t you join me?
Continue reading “My 2023 in Flowers”I walked alongside my mother in the part of her life where Alzheimer’s dementia was her daily companion. I’m grateful for that time spent with her and learned so much as we traveled those years together.
She’s been enjoying heaven for three years now —freed from the bondage of failing mind and body. In these three years, I’m gradually learning to enjoy the freedom to spend moments (more like hours) of joy playing in the dirt in my garden.
If you were to visit my garden (and I hope you will), you might notice little splashes of purple objects d’art sprinkled throughout the flowerbeds. Second-hand curtain and drapery rods, trellises, and various chairs have all taken on a coat or two of purple spray paint.
Why purple? It’s both in memory of my mother (who loved that color), and also my quiet nod to Alzheimer’s awareness.
Joining my friends at Six on Saturday for some garden-related photos and fun. There’s not a whole lot going on my December garden–nothing that merits taking photos, anyway. There’s not even a trace of snow to photograph. Rather than bore you with photos of brown stuff, I thought I’d finish up a post I started way back in April, but never posted.
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