Weeds

"Daddy, what is a weed?"  I have no idea how old I was when I asked that question but the answer I remember to this day. "A weed", he wisely pointed out, "is anything growing where one does not want it to grow."  I think I would now broaden that definition to include plants that thrive and multiply with no human intervention.  Hence the phrase 'growing like a weed'.

I remember feeling so bewildered when the most beautiful Texas wildflowers were hideously and most violently pulled up by their tender roots, mowed down, mulched up and thrown away as if bright primary colors, the beautiful butterflies they attracted, amazing honey bees needing the sweet necter to make honey, just on and on, were a consequence to be ignored.  

Thank you Lady Bird Johnson, former first lady of the United States and actress Helen Hays who founded the National Wildflower Research Center in 1982.  They must be my kindred spirits! Finally all these years later xeriscape, encouraging native plants and realizing they are not only essential for a healthy environment but are beautiful and to be treasured is practically mainstream practice. Which is in the words of Mary Poppins ' Practically Perfect in every way'.   

Hope you have a practically perfect Saturday...in every way. kisses

Psalm 118:24

Sad days, glad days, what do I do now days?  Plans do not work out days.  Hurtful harsh words thrown my way. Difficult to watch him walk away.  Try not to cry at work today!  Take a deep breath and smile anyway.

Customer in tears so I gave a hug away. Made a new friend today.  

I know things always work out in the end anyway.  I look forward to each new day because the Bible says 'This is the day the Lord hath made. I will rejoyce and be glad in it'.   Work week done-Hooray!   Think I'll call it a day. Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite. kisses

Numbered Days

It is a hot, humid Sunday, church day, begining of a new week day and here I sit on my brown sofa.  My mind trying to figure out how and why while my heart has yet another space full of sad tears, what if's and that awful empty feeling.

Ali McKenzie passed away suddenly in the early morning hours of May 28 from complications of Rhuematoid Arthritis. She was only 29, a beautiful young lady, her parents only daughter and my daughter's oldest friend.  

Friday night Lucy & Adam Borrego were killed on their Harley on Hwy 90 just outside San Antonio. I had not known them very long. Lucy was such a good hearted person and what I remember is her going out of her way to be nice to me.  A new friend I will miss immensely. 

If our days are numbered it just seems to me that for some the 'numbered days' must surely have been miss-counted, misplaced, lost and just not found again in time. But why? How ?   

Life is fragile and so very precious.  I do not know what else to say. 

kisses 

Hot & Humid

Good morning everybody!  Saturday, school is out for Summer day, graduation day, and the seventh day in the month of 'I want to be a June bride' will be quite a busy day as this is the offical day of the Castroville, Texas city wide garage sale.  Hot and humid, insect population explosion including mosquitos the size of hummingbirds thanks to the much needed rain we were blessed with last week, may be the topic of conversation but not a show stopper as this is Texas. No lions & tigers and bears just spiders and scorpions and snakes.  Ever wonder why Texans wear boots?  We also carry a can of Off Repellant in our truck-year round!  The opening bell is about to sound and Castroville City Wide Yard Sale will begin.  Grab your bucket of sweet iced tea and a can of Off , see ya in a few. kisses