Extra: Stopped by St Joan of Arc to take my periodic pictures of the Garden of Life to send to my oldest sister and youngest brother - in memory of the precious few minutes the three of us had alone there immediately after Mom’s funeral. Some people are forever and for always, no matter what. It’s a privilege for me to spend time at this small but lovingly cared for garden, closed off from all else by beautiful evergreens. Attaching 1 photo as an extra. Too many to choose from with so much in bloom.
Main blip : from our backyard woodland path. No matter what life threw at me, no matter how dark, my mom never turned her back on me. Loved me. Liked me. Always. Lightened me up.
Happy weekend all!
Thanks Anni/BikerBear for hosting.