A Garden’s “Surcies”

Dear Reader:

My happiest moments upon arriving back home (after I have gone somewhere)  is my garden, It seems like it senses when I am returning and saves one special photo opt of  itself just for me…a “surcie” if you please! 🙂

Every flower does has it special moment to shine…just like us. We don’t have to spread ourselves too thin trying to do too many things…we need to discover what our passion is…what we can’t live without doing…and do it again and again and again…whatever brings a smile to our faces!

The flowers below did that for me this past week after returning home from Maine and before leaving for Edisto!

The morning glories are happier than they have been all summer..cooler weather and wetter weather…their kind of weather.

I added a little more “fall” by the fence on my side yard.

The tea olive bushes are blooming again and I can’t begin to describe the luscious fragrance emitted from these beautiful bushes.

 

Sunday…I checked on my two moon flower buds-(these will be the first blooms this year) They both survived the storm and one looked like it could possibly bloom that night… if the sun appeared before the end of the day to give it just a little more light. Time will tell…we can’t hurry Mother Nature. (*the sun did come out 🙂

*** It happened late Sunday afternoon before I left Monday morning for a CT Scan before heading for the beach. As I was typing blogs I happened to glance out and saw one bud was starting to unfurl. I sat on the bench and it felt like watching a birth…so amazing! Nature is miraculous!

Speaking of “surcies” Michael surprised me and fixed my fountain…I accidentally cut the electrical cord one day last summer while cutting back foliage around the oak tree where it was located. Michael said he just spliced the cord and put it back together. “In all things give thanks” and not just things…but wonderful people like Michael! 🙂

So until tomorrow…Now I have my special place to go in the garden…to sit on the bench and listen to the water fall from the fountain…so soothing…perfect way to end the day!

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

* Anne sent this picture of the lupines last July in the secret garden we had the picnic in while touring Maine.

**Anne has been feeling badly…some tests were run and she has cysts on her liver (originally thought it was gallstones). Her wonderful sister Jane has flown in to go with Anne to the doctor and see what their plans are for further treatments. Isn’t family wonderful? So prayers please for Anne while she waits to hear what the diagnosis entails.

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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1 Response to A Garden’s “Surcies”

  1. bcparkison says:

    I must remember about the tea olive. Need to have one of these.
    And about your morning glory. Do you cut it down and does it come back or do you replant every year.

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