York Roses
I walked through the garden this evening, Nyel at my shoulder, but just out of sight. I especially looked at all his favorites — the flowers he preferred, the ones he took extra care with, the ones I worried I wouldn’t manage quite so well.
Flowers On The Porch
But, I’m happy to report that they are doing him proud! The York roses are the showiest they’ve been since Nyel transferred them into the big tubs around his erstwhile vegetable garden. His white peonies — his favorites — are ready to burst into full bloom and his hanging baskets of fuschias and pots of geraniums on the south porch have never been so prolific.
It was a bittersweet walk. So many gifts he left behind… for me. For us all. It’s one of the lessons we learn only when it’s all too late to say”thank you.”
They are all pretty flowers and bushes so nice for summer!! Debbie
Tears and joy. Thank you’s are never too early or too late.
Remembrances from the heart.
A beautiful walk with Nyel, seeing the beauty he left, feeling him close to you.
Much love, Cass
Oh, Sydney! You touch my heart.