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Time has been doing some strange I’m talking weird things of late. Last week I thought was at least 2 weeks long with most days finding me not knowing which day it was. Time looped round and round as I dug and dug, planting flower after flower. I’ve counted 40 thus far in the ground, inclusive of two shrubs (Rose of Sharons) and I am still not done.
Monday we took Max in to our Veterinarian and just like so many times medicine failed us, not giving the answers in order to help our Max. My eyes tell me there is something very wrong yet medicine says oops sorry, his blood work is fine. Our Vet is as frustrated as we are.
I am coming to terms with my anger with medicine (again) and accept that our Max has begun a slow decline for reasons I can only guess at. When you put your Heart and Soul into something and you don’t get the results you work so hard for, the discouragement, if you allow it, can break you. Happiness is a choice.
Max will get the best care possible with what I do know to do for him.
Hubby worked on a project that just about put him 6 feet under. We had the final part of our driveway paved which made the pitch of our lawn and sloping sides to drain ditch much different then it had been with just gravel in it. Hubby made three trips to a nursery to purchase 1,400 pounds of rocks to lay on the sides’ slope of our driveway to reinforce them. He laid each rock himself configuring as he did so, a perfectly placed puzzle. He then rototillered our grass to adjust the pitch of our lawn, then added dirt and reseeded for the correct pitch.
I meanwhile whipped back and forth to another nursery four times buying as I did, hundreds of dollars worth of (perennial) flowers. I worked so hard getting those flowers in that by this past weekend my back and legs screamed REST!!!!! And so I did.
After my Chiropractor’s visit on Wednesday, I bought two Geraniums and a Wind Chimes at the nursery hubby bought the rocks from. While walking to the wind chimes with the owner and his friend behind me, I turned around in mid-stride to say something and caught both men avidly staring at my derrière. Both immediately were so embarrassed and I of course kept on talking and laughing as if “no, I just did not see where your eyes were!”. Friends, these men were in their 80’s proving to me that nope,
men do not grow up, at least when it comes to checking women’s posteriors out.
That event had me giggling believe me, countering the sadness about Max. Then hubby and I ate yummy homemade ice-cream I made which put us into the category of bliss, again another plus to erase my Heart’s sadness. Over the weekend I lovingly took my camera to capture the images you see here today.
Doing what you Love softens Life’s Blows.
This week, I am putting the 20 remaining flowers in and digging up and then transplanting 4 existing flowers to different gardens. I can hardly wait to show you all I have done and just how gorgeous my gardens are. As I told the girl who tallied up the bill at the nursery, the more I look the more “holes” I seem to find. Oh no I don’t! After these flowers are in, that’s it! I really need some R&R until I deem it’s time to lug horse manure home to put in my gardens.
As I tend to Mother Earth and offer the bees, butterflies, and Hummingbirds more flowers to collect nectar from, the ache in my Heart lifts a little bit. Friends, I miss my Mom so much! Now that the weekend is over, back out I go Hi-Ho to get those remaining flowers in as I continue my conversation with my Mom! You and I will talk when I am ready to blog again.
Have a great week!!
MF Handheld Macro Photography/ “Time”/ July 2018©AmyRose