“Every day was Mother’s day
When we were little things
When you eased with tender hands
The little hurts and stings
Every day should now be yours
In honor of those hours
We should strew your path
And gentle words and flowers.
Every day is Mothers day
As long as she shall live
For mothers never do forget
Though gladly they forgive”
This poem is framed with a drawing of a bonnet wearing mother and daughter. It is very old, and hung in my grandmother’s house in the guest bedroom. There is no name anywhere on it, but it now sits on a shelf in our guest bedroom. It seems at home there.
Another magical triangle tour visit to the offspring occurred last weekend. The route taken was reversed from our usual path in order to include a non offspring stop off. More on that to come in a future post, but here’s a hint, the location was on the side of a mountain.
Shown above, a pair of three day old ducklings being held by offspring mother extraordinaire, Chickenpoet.
Surrogate mother and setting hen extraordinaire, Hermoine, scratch that, Minerva, hatching some duck eggs. She will fluff herself on any and all eggs that show up in the chicken/rabbit/guinea pig/duck pen.
Chicken Macy, telling Chickenpoet that she is hungry, so put those silly ducklings back in the coop and fed me.
Onward to Asheville, Casa Brokenbeat is looking good with expanded flower beds. Expansion is the name of the game, isn’t it?
The anniversary gift coral bark maple, acer palmatum ‘Sango Kaku’ has retained the coral color on the trunk even after leafing out. You can read more about this gift in an earlier post
Heuchera ‘Georgia Peach’ was among the gifts received for the Faire Garden.
Back home again, the Gardoctor’s handiwork in the form of this very sturdy compost bin, complete with sliding boards across the front that can be stacked as the compost rises with the frequent additions of kitchen scraps and garden debris. Leftover six by sixes from the construction of the arbor form the sides, perhaps another case of over building that happens here all the time.
Another gift for the garden, this is hydrangea macrophylla ‘Hanobi’. This is a lacecap that has double flowers.
The wind plus the light color prevented a crisp shot of these lovely flowers, but you get the idea.
The weekend involved some little league baseball watching, home run cheering, great fielding cheering, and the GA, MA and LTB comedy hour. Out of twenty five photos taken of these three offspring of offspring, with and without mothers and grandmother, every single snapshot had some sort of facial funniness going on. This one gives the flavor of the day. Showing these boys’ faces goes against the no face rule, but we sometimes bend the rules by allowing a non looking into the camera shot.
In case you couldn’t decipher these words and pictures, we had a fantastic Mother’s Day. Thanks and lots o’ love to all!
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