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There is no quality in this world that is not
what it is merely by contrast.
Nothing exists in itself.
[Herman Melville]

Peony

Four posts down from this one is a photo of my Saturn Sky sitting between two five-foot snow banks. There was a peony bush sleeping under the nearest snow bank. It not only survived sub-zero temperatures and deep snow, it also survived being trampled.

The winter temperatures and snow weight demolished my garage. While it was being rebuilt, the peony tried to sprout though the thawing soil but was repeatedly stepped on. I finally put a little fence around the damaged shoots and they were able to grow into a lovely bush. It finally bloomed two weeks later than usual, and its sweet scent filled my sun room.

The contrast between what I considered a dreadful winter and welcome summer is brought home to me in this delicate bloom. I’m glad peonies are the Indiana state flower.

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Mother’s Day, 2014

A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost.
[Marion C. Garretty]

sisters

My niece, Katherine, took my sister (at the right in the photo) and I (at the left in the lace) to lunch for Mother’s Day. Yum. Then she took me to get flowers for my window boxes in the hope that it doesn’t snow again this spring. I also got a card from my children’s father, and a lovely bouquet from my friend Ray. I am blessed.

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Efforts

Katherine:

Jim Miller at Willowgreen publishing creates one-minute videos that are gems of encouragement. Do enjoy today’s message.

Originally posted on Willowgreen's 1-Minute Inspirations:

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The story of women’s struggle for equality
belongs to no single feminist
nor to any one organization
but to the collective efforts of
all who care about human rights

[Gloria Steinem]

Shepherd's Moon

This Saturday is International Women’s Day. The photo is Ellen Robert’s display piece at the International Women’s Art Exhibition in the UPMarket Galleries (The Provision Market, Newport, Gwent) in Wales. Ellen spins, dyes, weaves and knits fiber, and she designed this lace poncho. The logo is her business identity, Shepherd’s Moon. The loom was built by her grandfather and used for many years by her grandmother—Ellen uses it now. The spinning is lace weight yarn the thickness of an eye lash. I am in awe of Ellen’s talent and skill. I have to add that she is also my oldest daughter.

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In the depth of winter
I finally learned
that there was in me
an invincible summer.
[Albert Camus]

Sky in snow

I can’t really whine and complain since there are millions of folks affected by the unusual severity of this winter BUT I know I am a summer person because I had to resist the urge to put on sandals and shorts just because it was above zero this morning. As you can see, my car is a summer thing too. I considered putting the top down when I took this photo but the trunk was frozen shut. There’s an azalea bush somewhere under that five-foot bank of snow. I hope it lives to bloom again.

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Brown-thumb alert

I want it said of me by those who knew me best,
that I always plucked a thistle and
planted a flower where I thought a flower would grow.
[Abraham Lincoln, birthday February 12, 1809]

Orchid

A friend who knows me well enough to know that my gardening thumbs are not green gave me this orchid for my birthday last November. I’ve always wanted an orchid but figured it would only last a week if consigned to my care. I’ve posted this to prove my lovely orchid is just as pretty after two and a half months!

Valentine gift advice: Buy her an orchid. It lasts longer than cut flowers and is so elegant (like her, I’m sure).

Side effect warning: I’ve developed an urge to read all of the Nero Wolfe books I can find (Rex Stout wrote over seventy). Both Nero W. and Rex S. were orchid lovers.

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I do not at all understand the mystery of grace—
only that it meets us where we are
but does not leave us where it found us.
[Anne Lamott]
TOBY

As I sat in the pet emergency room during the wee hours of last Wednesday morning, the thought struck me that Toby was the best example of God’s grace I’ve encountered in my earth-bound life. His love was freely given and required nothing in return. His quiet, gentle presence enriched my life.

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