Some days really can be a particular color. Here in Cadrieu, I most often feel my days as green...and millions of shades of green! Today is my last day before departure. Yesterday was my birthday. Yesterday could only be described as a "pink" day. It was a day of Moon River and Mom, a telephone Happy Birthday from Dad, and some very sweet garden discoveries.
My birthday had to be grass cutting day for me. Friday, I was exhausted from lots of fun in the Lot with Pat and Graeme and Sundays you have a very tiny window for using anything noisy out in the garden.
Before getting down to business, I had to play Moon River to start my day. Of course, I always think of Mom and she was there. It was the memories of all the birthdays when she and Dad sang Happy Birthday to all of us that brought the tears. This would be my first birthday without Mom's voice in that duet. I wondered if Dad would sing a solo?
I called Dad as usual, 2pm France-7am in St.Louis. Happy Birthday began before hello. and then he said: "Guess I should be happy that it's you and not someone else!" We laughed. I told him about my Moon River morning and we cried. He told me he'd thought the same thing. I haven't been able to play Moon River over the telephone to him on this trip. For now, it just doesn't feel right knowing Mom isn't there with him to enjoy it...but, that will come.
While cutting the grass, I ran right over my second red rose in the terrace flower box again for the second time. I stopped and decided that it needed a little attention. So, I pruned it up a bit, dug and weeded around it AND surrounded it with stones so there could be no doubt that there was something special there!
Then I remembered my tiny tea roses in the flowerbox on the lower terrace that I had also discovered had been whacked while I was away. I'd been giving it a little special attention too, so I went down to the lower terrace to give it the same treatment as the upstairs red guy...et voila! We were blooming! It felt like a very special birthday gift just for me.
I remembered how John Edward would always see a pink rose when a loved one was visiting from the other side...I first thought of Mom, then John's and Mike's Momie, Nannie, Vann, and...there were enough blooming there to sweetly cover my whole gang. What a lovely and loving Happy Birthday!
It was a very pink day!
Happy Sunday!
Hmmm...a mystery "D" here. I know many, so whoever you are...Huge Merci-Laury
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | August 28, 2016 at 11:05 AM
Had a feeling you'd notice those, Niels...getting ready with stuff on the inside-not too bad-am pretty much ready to go. Love to you and Bodil-Laury
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | August 28, 2016 at 11:04 AM
Sending you lots of love, Laury!
Posted by: D | August 28, 2016 at 10:19 AM
and your pink overalls :) sounds like a good day you had yesterday, I wish you a safe trip back to the States and welcome back to our continent and Cadrieu in less than a year :) love Niels and Bodil
Posted by: niels | August 28, 2016 at 09:38 AM