Pocket of Joy: Begonia

I love the term “pocket of joy.” I first heard it on a Netflix reality show when one of the main stars, speaking of his difficult growing-up years, also spoke of the pockets of joy that sustained him through those difficult times. We’ve had a difficult two weeks. My husband had another stroke, what we…

Abandoned

Our neighbors at the end of the lane moved out several weeks ago. We had no idea they were going, and now the house sits empty and rather forlorn. It doesn’t appear to be on the market for sale or for rent, and the grass has grown quite high in spite of the lack of…

Gladiolus

When we moved here over twenty years ago there were gladioli blooming in the flower bed by the side of the garage.  Over the years we’ve removed a number of the plants and tried to grow other flowers, but the gladioli keep coming up. Two days ago, while checking on things after another torrential rain…

Dance upon the mountains like a flame, 2018

Flame azaleas grow wild here in the mountains of North Georgia, and I always look forward to seeing them bloom in the spring.  They may very well be my favorite flowers.   “Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains…

A Gift of an Amaryllis

In early February some friends came to visit and brought us an amaryllis bulb which I planted in a small pot and placed on my kitchen windowsill. It took about six weeks before I saw much change, but after the bud and leaves appeared, the stem shot up very quickly.  I had to move the…