The other day I ran over to Marianne's (our 95 year old neighbor) to let her know we're discontinuing our land line service and double check that she had our cell numbers. On the way, I enjoyed the wild roses at the end of our driveway & was distracted by the beautiful peony blooms at the end of hers. A perfect, sunny, breezy afternoon to stop and smell the flowers.
Marianne was just getting home from town. She'd
picked up her (nearly 101 year old) sister Helen and brought her down to
the farm for an overnight and had just taken her back home & done a little
shopping. She had a bucket of ice cream she wanted to bring us for
watching things while she'd flown to Colorado earlier this month, and was curious what's happening up at our house. So we
went for a cruise in the ranger ("riding in style," she calls it.) First, though - she had me go to the backyard to see her poppies. She says they've never bloomed like this before.
Hope you stop and smell the flowers today, too.
Peace, Love, and Poppies,
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