Change Is Hard

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Weeding peace

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How does your garden grow?

How does your garden grow?


I weeded tall grass out of our wildflower garden this morning. It’s such an easy garden to maintain; this is the first weeding I’ve done, and with the grass as tall as I am it was easy to figure out which was weed and which was not. Plus I got to weed standing up, always a plus.

Pretty in pink.

Pretty in pink.

In the cool shade with a little breeze weeding was actually enjoyable. The only noises were the birds at the feeders and the bees buzzing around the flowers. I hummed along with them as I worked.

Bzzzzzzzzz....

Bzzzzzzzzz….

At one point, carefully standing in the middle of the garden I looked up and thought – – I should go get the camera. This is so pretty Mom would like to see it, I’ll email her some photos.

Does anyone know what this is?  About 3 feet tall.

Does anyone know what this is? About 3 feet tall.

And then, for a split second I remembered and waited for the sad to come rolling over me. But it didn’t.

Royal colors.

Royal colors.

Instead I felt sure she was already seeing it, even before I took the first shot. And I was also sure she thought it was just as beautiful as I do.

Crazy beautiful.

Crazy beautiful.

I remember as a little girl picking her flowers from the fields and woods around the house. She put them in a juice glass and set them up on the windowsill above the kitchen sink. So when I accidentally broke a pretty pink zinnia I tucked it in my shirt right next to my heart. And when I got inside I put it in a juice glass.

And I smiled.

For my mom.

For my mom.

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Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

11 thoughts on “Weeding peace

  1. So pretty! Nice job!

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  2. You have a lovely garden and I’m certain your mom is smiling back at you.

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  3. A garden of memories! Beautiful and nice to hear you can remember your mother without the sadness.

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  4. Some really lovely photos Dawn. I’m sure it’s better in person. Also, I’m sure your mom appreciates your flowers – even the ones that come inside 🙂

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  5. Thanks for the calm thought, on a not so calm day. We need time to remember and go back in time. You’re right, your mom can see them already. Peace.

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  6. those are some beautiful flowers – I know the name of those pink flowers – it begins with G…..it will come back to me in a while 🙂

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  7. Those wild flowers look so pretty
    Lily & Edward

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  8. Beautiful!

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  9. You’re surrounded by a lot of beauty, Dawn! Loved what you did with the zinnia and feel pretty sure your dear mom would have, too!

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  10. That is really so so pretty!
    It looks like a natural meadow bank and I bet it’s so peaceful!
    Your pink plant looks similar to what we call a hollyhock.
    -Dee

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