Oh, What a Glorious Morning
Monday, May 12th, 2008After a right rotten weather day yesterday (cold, very windy, rain, rain, rain), I find that outside my studio is now a pristine green day with a lovely fair sky. The wispy clouds are moving quickly across the sky lights, so it’s still windy on some level. All of the redbud blossoms are finally gone. On Saturday, Greg planted a hydrangea bush and tomatoes in the back, and I planted impatiens (around the hostas) and geraniums (in the sun) in the front. My best effort was hanging two floral baskets on the porch hooks. Instant success for the woman with two purple thumbs! Winsor Violet, to be exact.
Mother’s Day was yummy. My kids ‘granny sat’ after sending us away with a gift card and demands that we stay gone for at least five hours. We had a delicious dinner before seeing The Visitors at the Arts Cinema. The film gave a very touching view of immigration and was such a nice contrast to the shoot-em-ups and fantasy films on offer. It was so good to spend time with Greg without sharing him with my mother.
This past weekend was not a good one for her. She’s increasingly confused, and couldn’t remember my name yesterday. When I told her, she gasped in surprise. She called me her stepmother to anyone who would listen, and when I first got up yesterday, I saw that she had removed pictures from her bedroom wall and piled them on top of quilts from all over the house.
We all manage to spend the allotted 24 hours in some way, regardless of circumstances, so I hope that yours are blessing-filled. But leave my quilts alone!