Tag: garden
In the Time of Tulips
Bloom not too early, but bloom not too late.
Meet Me at Sunset, a Corrie Poem
That is why I must stay until, as my daughter says, "Meet me at sunset just as the last colors cross the sky. You won't know the day or time, Mommy, but I will meet you at sunset as the last colors cross the sky."
Never Enough Lilies
Corrie loved all flowers, and John and I each remember her different favorites. She not only picked them, but put on a show with the flowers. She'd ask me to put the flowers in her hair, or she'd do it herself. She'd put them on the grass, as the green was the background of a portrait, for me to take a picture.
Into this Good Earth, Part 2: Ways We Remember Corrie and Each Other
I knocked the soil loose. There is something I have to find, but I haven't located it, yet.
The Need for this Good Earth, Part I
Each day, I did something new. Mostly, I prepared Corrie's garden and parts of the yard for new plants where some were that had not survived the winter. I was not ready last year to fully take care of the garden, but here below the mountain, in the sway of the wind and the sunlight, I heard my daughter calling me. "Mommy, come water the garden."
A Season for Grace
No matter where you live ... No matter what you believe ... I wish you grace this time of year. Some believe in what Easter stands for, some honor other special traditions, and to others, this time of year is simply spring. The beginning of a fresh flower arrangement Corrie's preschool teacher and I made… Continue reading A Season for Grace
Choices in the Spring: A Corrie Poem
I could've closed the garden gate,and gone away for good. Let theweeds surface, and the planterscurse us in wondering why wewould. I could've stayed in bedwhen I thought the clouds wouldnever part. But it is my choice torise, and not the sun nor the sky's.That is not to say there won'tcome days when I will… Continue reading Choices in the Spring: A Corrie Poem
Corrie’s Garden and Her Flowers at Sunset
Corrie's Memorial Garden will be located to the right of the porch. These flowers were at the cemetery for about one week, and I brought them home. They were not doing well at the time I brought them home, and they are doing so much better. Her turkey is still there even of my grandmother… Continue reading Corrie’s Garden and Her Flowers at Sunset
What Can We Do about Grief?
When it comes to grief, my husband, John, and I take action.
Corrie's Season 