
Memorial Day. The “Why” We Remember
Memorial Day, a time to remember not just the names—but the lives, the love, and the sacrifice behind them. Never forget.
Memorial Day, a time to remember not just the names—but the lives, the love, and the sacrifice behind them. Never forget.
Now, in this alley with danger at every corner, she thought about those thistles. She thought about how even beauty could come wrapped in protection. Maybe people were the same. Maybe her father’s harsh words were his thorns—meant not to destroy, but to protect.
Her grief was deep, but not silent. She moved through the garden, each step heavy, each breath a mix of sorrow…
This uncommon iris. It’s beautiful. Unique. Stands out in a group of irises that all look the same. It was transformed from the inside out. It tells a story about grace.
“Hope, like the daffodils, is always ready to return. You just have to believe it will.” I whispered the words in the silence,…
The Story of Flowers. The stories that flowers tell in gardens are timeless and poetic, each bloom holding a narrative of its own.
Life from Daisy Mae’s Point of View “I’ve been standing in the hallway, waiting for her to invite me in. Been here for at least 30 seconds. Too long…
I believed it would and it did! Snow! What a fun day. The snow seems like we are experiencing Christmas all over again.
On a hot summer day, as I sat in my office with my granddaughter creating works of art, my mind was changed forever about Oreo cookies…