Valentines Day might be the day for love and hugs but yesterday, February 3, was my day for hope and restored strength…gifts more precious than jewels. Thank you Father for blue skies, warm temperatures, kind people, and fresh air in the house…to clean out all the old germs!
Yesterday was “tax” day for me….exactly a year ago I had my taxes done …must be something about early February that pulls me like a magnet to my tax service office.
Margie was my assigned tax preparer. We knew several people in common and just hit it off…in half an hour I was out of there…a little richer for the outcome this year than last. Margie’s last words to me were “Plan something for Valentines Day because you should have your returns in the bank by then! Happy Valentines Day!”
That is always such a nice feeling to get done and over with each year. A good check-off day! Out of my hands into someone else’s…
I left feeling more energized than I have in three weeks. I rolled my car windows down, stopped and picked up a ham sandwich, took photos of my yard and porch in the beautiful warm afternoon sun. Yesterday was a good day to be alive.
But even more importantly… I realized hope had returned to me. I had gotten so discouraged fighting the horrible cough and congestion that I secretly feared my immune system, even with antibiotics, just didn’t have to strength to fight this stuff.
And now…I was scurrying around the yard, filling bird feeders, checking the mail…watching a beautiful red-shouldered hawk hunt for moles (really pulling for the hawk!…the mole tunnels in my front yard are so numerous I trip trying to walk from the car to the porch and back!- drawback for living one street back from a golf course)
This year I have made a list of the plants that survived the entire winter and year….these are going to be the first flowers purchased this spring.
*mini- red petunias- Can you believe that this one huge wooden petunia basket survived the entire cold winter on the porch on the green chair- I want to buy a variety of colors in the petunias and see how they do too.
*Gazanias- they have bloomed in baskets and in the garden soil all year…every time the sun emerged or the temps warmed only a little they popped back out. I want to buy these this year in bountiful clusters…the gift that continues throughout the year.
It took three years for the sasanquas and camellias to finally get buds and bloom but this winter was definitely one of the prettiest…can hardly wait for Brooke’s camellia to start blooming in the next few weeks.
Note to self: Plant the pansies in a hanging basket off the Bradford Pear…the pansies have loved that spot!
Look at the blooms and future blooms on Big Red…he is loving this weather!
And speaking of blooms…Big Red is filling up with them…obviously this is his kind of weather.
So until tomorrow….
“Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come.” -Anne Lamott
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh