Hope and Love aren’t Closed or Cancelled

Dear Reader:

I spent most of yesterday outside…and it is the best cure-all for everything. It was still pretty warm but there was a nice breeze…the blue, blue skies against that special “new green” on oak trees is simply breathtaking.

Michael, my firefighter/lawn maintenance worker/ extraordinaire texted to let me know he was on his way. Besides cutting the grass, he did weed-eating...(Bye bye dandelions for a few days) in the garden, blew all the last of the oak tree remnants off the driveways and then cleaned the fountain and got it ready to provide the soothing sounds of clear, clean gurgling water. It is not spring until the fountain is cleaned of all the oak tree debris above it and flowing again.

 

In the title picture my orange trumpet vines collided with the purple wisteria and look like a Clemson piece of landscape beauty  smiling down on me! All the right colors 🙂

 

As I looked up and around the tops of tall shrubbery and trees lining my property perimeter…the orange trumpets were blaring loudly and clearly (“Look up at me, look at me!:)…These vines can climb as high as 40 feet  and extend several feet in groups laterally….just gorgeous now while blooming.

But as beautiful as the shades of orange are in the orange trumpet vine…the purples (Aurora Delphinium) in the garden this year are equally exquisite.

When Mandy and I talked last evening I told her that I was having to stop occasionally and think what day of the week it was. She started laughing and said that same topic was now popping up on Facebook…it is being called the “Groundhog Day” effect (like the movie. Every day feels exactly like the one before and/or after…

That is why it helps staying outside a lot in my garden so I am seeing new things to break the routine…and having people stop by so I can remember who stopped by which day and identify time by friends.

The nicest thing is that (to date) everyone who has stopped by or sent me texts, emails, etc. are upbeat, optimistic, humorous, taking things in stride and for many relaxing, really relaxing for the first time in a long time.

My handsome nephew Lee and his beautiful wife Vikki  are up- beat even though Lee is a professional musician and Vikki runs a hostel under tourism (both sectors hit hard, of course, with the effects of the coronavirus.)

 

Like my post title says: “Hope and Love Aren’t Closed or Cancelled” even though Lee’s gigs and their hostel reservations might be. No gloom and doom here…hope and love abound.

On the Charleston free radio (ohmradio963)  Vikki created and they both help anchor…  they discussed recently on air some newly discovered realizations of life in altercation. (This in response to the “Shelter in Place” vote for Charleston.”)

We talk about how time is the only thing we truly have. Money, market, and borders are all human constructs that only have power because we believe in them. Who are we without those things?” (They are both using this time to find out…great idea for everyone!)

So until tomorrow: *Henry Dyke shared his philosophy on time and prioritizing it.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

A knock at the door yesterday brought Luke and Chelsey back…they had biked over bringing me….fresh chicken breasts they found at Harris Teeter…who knew a month ago…that such a gift would be such a prize from such an amazing couple. Love you Luke and Chelsey from the bottom of my heart.

I finished up the Publix mac and cheese you brought last week and baked one medium portion of the chicken breast, froze the rest for a rainy day…how good it was with a can of baked beans I found way back on a shelf. 🙂  You put a smile in supper! How blessed I am! Hope and love…hope and love!

 

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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4 Responses to Hope and Love aren’t Closed or Cancelled

  1. Beth says:

    Becky you have brightened my days! I have been in the yard as well and you’re right; wonderful way to enjoy life🌺🌸🌷. Thank you

    • Becky Dingle says:

      Isn’t it though Beth? One just can’t stay sad or frustrated when nature is your friend and surprises you with new friends every single day! Life is good…no matter the circumstances if we let it be so. Love You! Becky

  2. Rachel Edwards says:

    So glad to have your blog each day for encouragement…it is very uplifting…and you are right about people contecting more even at a distance…please keep my sister in your prayers …still no diagnosis after xrays…liver and pancreas biopsies and several CTscan…she coughed up blood again yesterday…so we knkw more tests are coming in the midst of this chaotic times with the health care…she is our cornerstone for our family…
    ..

  3. Becky Dingle says:

    Not having a sound diagnosis is so much worse than getting one…it just leaves the patient and their caring families in limbo…not an ambiguous place one wants to be…especially now with medical supplies, personnel, and accommodations in short supply. Keep me updated…you have my prayers and love.

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