Gardening brings so much peace in ones life.

In Memory of my Grandmother. The lady showed me her love of gardening.

In Memory of my Father and Mother. They too showed me the love of gardening. 

Soon I shall have some strawberries

Spearmint I had it growing in the ground. Oh my what a mess that was. 

My herb garden

A work in progress

One man's junk is another man's treasure

Twist and Turns

It has been months since I have been on here to post again. I had the one post and then things just got in the way. Life as wonderful as it is can have twist and turns in it. Mine was having them for awhile. My mother's passing took a hard toll on me but as each day has gone by I am feeling more and more like myself again. I will always miss her but I know she would want me to keep moving on with my life.

Now on to some happy times. Yesterday I was blessed to have met Fifi O'Neill she is the author of Romantic Prairie Style. Fifi is such a sweetheart and just this little petite lady. We talked for awhile and she talked about her new book that is in the works. I can't wait till that one comes out. Fifi was at NaDa Farms which is located in Esmond, IL Such a lovely farm it is and there were vendors there. So many pretty things that I would have loved to brought almost everything. Though my little home would not be able to hold that much goodies. I did find myself some sweet things.

May your day be blessed with lots of sunshine and happiness in it.

                I am bursting at the seems here!!

 Such a pretty garden here. 

 A pretty table cloth turned shaw. 

I was so excited when I found these sweet ballet slippers.  What kind of performances did she do. Was it the nutcracker and was she the beautiful princess. Ones mind can only imagine. 

Just learning:

I so enjoy reading other blogs that I have decided that I would give it a whirl and try and do one myself. What do I have to lose? I think nothing. Learning something new is always a good thing. As I have gotten older in life I want my mind to stay as sharp as possible. Even more so for me because my Grandma and my Mom both had Alzheimer's. I lost my sweet loving Grandma last April and Mom (my Dad passed last Oct.) just this past Sept. I miss them so much especially my Mom. Probably because it is just so recent yet. I moved back to my childhood home to take care of her. My husband, my kids and I gutted my parents home to make it a light airy happy place. It had stood still in time since the 1970's. When the job was done I brought my mom home. I think at first she did not remember it but the next day she cried and told me it was beautiful. Oh those were the words I had so wanted to hear. To know that I had given her a beautiful place to live. She only got to enjoy her newly remolded home for 2 months when the good Lord called her home. During my many long days and nights of the rehab job I sometimes would have to walk away and do something different. That is where another learning came in for me. My Mom had a piano and I just wanted to play it. Little by little I learned to play some tunes on it. I am not that good but you can at least know what songs I am playing. After my Mom's passing sitting at the piano and just playing helps me to get through this loss that I feel. Crafting and decorating is another way for me to get through this whole grief process and now writing here feels good too. Thank you for stopping by. Have a wonderful weekend! 

 

My Sweet Mom. She so loved ice cream.

My Moms piano. I will always treasure this.