A Friendship Garden

Remember the wonderful Irises I showed a while back?  Those were gifted to me by a blogger friend. I shared a few of mine with her.

Through my years of gardening I have rarely purchased flowers but exchanged seeds, plants and cuttings from people I knew.  It became a custom of mine to name my trees, bushes and flowers after the person who gave them to me.  I have a Grover plum, a Grandma Myrtle rose, Cyndi Irises and the list goes on.  (I do the same with recipes with names like Kenny's Sauerkraut Salad, Bonnie's Spiced Pecans, Uncle Bill's Oatmeal Pie and TexWisGirl's Red-Headed Dumplings) I enjoy remembering the person that gave me a recipe or a plant.

I entered a contest at Two Men and a Little Farm  and won this wonderful apron! Thanks, guys!!

I've noticed 1st Man posts some dream flower beds ever so often because they are planning their landscaping.  They are new to farm life and are jumping in with both feet, as much as they can while they still live in the city.  They have taken us through the home improvements, fun time with wild critters and now their plans for the yard. They have just begun bee keeping.

Well, my old wheels started turning...if my flowers came from friends, why can't theirs?  The internet has made our world very small.  I think we can help plant their garden.  I know many of you who garden save your seeds for the next year.  Why can't we reach out and send Two Men a pack of seeds from our place?  Sounds like a great idea to me!

I'm not bold enough to post their address without asking but stop by and visit them.  Tell them Crazy Gail sent you and you want to share your flowers.  

I am working on a box of live plants for them now.  Wouldn't that be a wonderful thing to see?  A blog friendship garden in Texas?

A Friend...

Should be like a long lost football

You can hug it tightly

To let them know they've been missed

Maybe even drool with happiness

because you haven't seen them in so long.

It's okay

A friend

Knows the joy

of 

Friendship

They are content 

With the holding

and 

not appalled

by your drools.

For Poetry Jam

A Heart On Snow

The heart-shaped brier leaf lay

reminding me of my blogger friends who missed me.

You have made my world bigger

and my heart more open.

Thank you.

The Date...

Dusit Thai Restaurant...the food

the couple

the bashful beauty

the friends

and the ever watchful Nana, sneaking pictures.

Marriage Is...

After yesterday's post, I want to clarify something...my hubby and I are very happy.  No harm was ever intended or thought about during this previously posted incident. It was just another funny story from the book of our life together.

Our marriage has laughter, love and friendship and I believe those are important elements or I never would have lasted through thirty-eight years!

Yes, Hubby has thrown me from a moving vehicle, placed duct tape in my underwear, oiled the commode ring, placed exploding fireworks in the kitchen cabinet and tied my pants legs in knots while I shower.  BUT, I have also dealt out as good as I got.  I have thrown rotten eggs in close proximity to him, hidden snakes in his truck, placed panties in his sandwiches, put Ambesol in his Carmex and Ben Gay in his pillow case.

Hubby brings me wild flowers and pretty rocks and understands my obsessiveness with animals.  I understand his dreams.  We tolerate and are entertained by my our differences.  We are an enduring match...we are both too stubborn to give up.

One year during our anniversary Hubby said,  After all these years, I can say I have never been bored!  To me that was the greatest compliment I have ever received.

All in all, we are the perfect couple, sometimes...no one is a perfect couple all the time.  It is the ability to work through those imperfections with love, laughter and understanding that has made ours a fantastic lifetime.