Sweet Pea of Remembrance

Sweet Pea of RemembranceI never thought to plant sweet peas. But when my friend, Victoria was here this week she said I should plant them so they grow up the wire on the gate in my perennial garden.

This morning I did just that. I can hardly wait for them to bloom!  And then in the mail came a lovely gift of remembrance from a faithful reader of my online journal, Debbie.

A glass stone paw print to remind me of Joie’s sign to me after she passed away in August 2013. You might recall that it was a few weeks after I said goodbye to Joie that she sent me a sign that she was well in the shape of a water paw print.  There was (and still is!) no doubt in my mind it was her.

As I contemplated where to put the glass paw print it finally came to me. Of course—near the sweet peas I had just planted. I actually put a few seeds in the wrought iron bird bath too.

Then I realized as I stood back, that on either side of the bird bath are two hummingbirds.  Frankie, my first dachshund, visited me as a hummingbird a few weeks after she had died.

Then I got goosebumps. It is all so right and perfect. So fitting. Both sweet peas I had the honor of loving and caring for.

Now I think perhaps I shall scatter Joie’s ashes among the sweet peas once they begin to bloom. I’ve been wanting to do something with her ashes, but just wasn’t sure. Now I know what I will do. It feels right and good.

Frankie’s ashes I plan to scatter at Bookworm Gardens where a statue of her resides. I hope to do that on the 3rd anniversary of her passing which is in June.

What a lovely day it turned out to be with what unfolded. My heart feels content and happy.  Thank you, Victoria and Debbie for being a part of such a divine plan.

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Reflection of Love

Reflection of LoveThis morning I grabbed my camera and stepped outside to take a picture of some flowers.

When I turned around to head back in there was Kylie looking so adorably sweet that I just had to catch her loving spirit.

I love how you can see the inside and outside in this reflective photo. But what I love most is how I can’t help but get lost in the deep, soulful eyes of one of the most magnanimous, loving creatures I’ve ever known.

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What’s for Lunch You Ask?

What's for lunch You Ask?Every time John makes his lunch for work he has a captive audience. We also laugh because his lunchbox is so big—we call it his “Herman Munster” lunchbox.

Not that he fills it to the brim with food, but he also puts his water bottle in it.

But I couldn’t help myself the other day when I realized Gidget just might fit inside it.

I scooped her up and sure enough, she fit perfectly. Of course then John wanted to take her along with him to work. What a sweet treat she would be to have beside him.

No way, no how!  I simply can’t part with her as my companion beside me each day as I work in my writing cottage. Perhaps we need to get him a little doxie construction partner?

But then I suppose he’d need two “Herman Munster” lunchboxes!

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