Today I had message from Rae that we're the proud grandparents of a few months old wayside posey that I will call Peony, since the peonies are blooming so beautifully and her chubby cheeks remind me of those round blooms I picked for Mom today. She is our fourth little wayside posey in less than a year. I just have to shelve this heartbreak and love her up while we have her.
May just moves with haste from one thing to another.
It began with celebrating our sweet three old.
It reminded when Ol' Mother Hubbard would come and I would fix her a coke and french fries, and all the times I spent the day with Bean or Bugg-sweet memories.
Blue Eyes and Buttercup are playing soccer. The awful rain and cold brought the game indoors for Blue Eyes and cancelled for Buttercup.
I was in a book study class at church that evolved into a confirmation prep. I wanted to gift the members with something, so I took a little garden stroll and made up these honey jars. I love to arrange and gift flowers. Such a joy to me.
It was a great Mother's Day.
It was plenty hot yesterday and I was glad to get my feet in the creek for Playdate. We found tons of crawdads, a fishy and lots of geodes. When we walked the other direction, we found a puddle of butterflies. The creek was bubbling and tumbling and a cool breeze was blowing. It is a magical to me. That creek, what a gift. Thank you Lord for so very many delightful things!