Lynn Davidson is giving away a copy of “Flying With a Broken Wing,” on her blog. Hey, that’s my book! If you’d like the chance to win a copy head on over. Here’s the link. In the meantime I’ll share this photo with you. I just love it. I know it’s early for Peonies but I don’t really care. It seems that spring has finally arrived and I can hardly wait for them to bloom. With the winter we had who can blame me? Oh, and Happy Easter!
Posted by Laura Best on April 18, 2014
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Farewell deare flowers, sweetly your time ye spent,
Fit, while ye liv’d, for smell or ornament,
And after death for cures.
GEORGE HERBERT, Life
My mother-in-law grew peonies. The year we were married she dug some of her bulbs out and gave them to us to plant. Young and busy at the time, we didn’t fully appreciate the gift. They were planted in front of the house in some fashion but didn’t came up the following spring. We gave them little thought after that.
The year she went to the nursing home we dug out some of the bulbs, planted them properly, and waited. It was a sad time as we struggled with the memories and emotions involved when emptying her house, and packed what things were to go with her. During that time the peonies suddenly took on new meaning for us.
Their subtle presence in our lives, the memories they evoke each time they come in bloom, brings a smile to my lips, a warm tug to my heart. It is all the proof I need to know we live on long after we have left this earthly abode. We touch more lives than we are aware of, without ever knowing the importance of our actions and words. We leave a myriad of sweet memories in our wake. We bring tears of sadness and joy with us in everything we do. We come into the world with nothing, what we leave behind in the minds and hearts of others is what gives our lives meaning.
Posted by Laura Best on June 26, 2012
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