Geranium Love

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This dark red color has an orange tint to it. I like their glow for my boxes!

 

 

 

I simply love geraniums but it’s a rather new adoration for me. My early memories of geraniums date back to relatives’ porches and upon graves in cemeteries. As a young girl they didn’t impress me that much.  As an adult I was reintroduced to them by my husband’s former employer, Mrs. Geneen. She had Tom plant several box planters on her deck. Patriotic red geraniums were boldly the focal point of each beautiful arrangement. There was a staunch beauty in those geraniums…and so my adoration of them was born.

 

 

 

 

 

Last year Tom built me window boxes and we planted Mrs. G’s flower mix as a tribute to her. The familiar flower mix brought us back to the summer days she and her family visited the farm. They looked amazing and grew even better than we expected. Vibrant colors of dark purples, rich patriotic reds and pure white flowers greeted everyone passing by. We planted two geraniums, two petunias, two white bicopas and a gorgeous spike in the middle to balance it out.

 

 

 

 

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Newly planted, the purple petunias have yet to grow, but with time and patience they will.

 

 

Geraniums are hearty and easy to grow. They are far from fragile and thrive whether the weather is rainy or hot. They withstand heat pretty well and don’t need to be watered as often as most flowers. In our old house, it was pretty impossible to hang petunias or any other flowers in our back yard. With no trees or forgiving shade, planters cooked in a matter of weeks and never survived the entire summer season. Not willing to give up, I resorted to geraniums in pots! Tom said they were strong and seemed to be heat resistant and so I decided to give it a go. He was right…the deep red flowers did well in the heat and made it to September.

 

 

 

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Our simple but lovely window boxes add a splash of color and beauty to our house front.

 

 

Yesterday I visited the nursery at Sullivan’s Greenhouse in Lancaster, NH, where I bumped into Landaff neighbors Stephen and Annette. While flower and plant browsing, I noticed geraniums come in a variety of colors now. There were bright red with a flashy eye popping hue and dark red, which I prefer. The dark red reminded me of the  patriotic red flowers I picked up last year and was close enough in color for me to snatch them. Other colors were pink and coral with an pinkish tone. They even had pink and white striped variegated geraniums for a different color scheme ( maybe someday I may try these to go for a new theme).

 

 

 

As this lovely and tranquil Sunday morn awoke from it’s nightly nap, I waited for my husband to return from early day chores. We ventured out and shopped for Miracle Grow soil, cedar chips and cow manure for our gardens. The day warmed up nicely in the 70’s with a blazing sun cooking us as we gardened. First we visited Tom’s dad grave in our little town cemetery. We were content to plant red geraniums on each side and a spike plant in the middle. After saying a prayer and us being silent for a minute, Tom and I left our new flowers with his dad.

 

 

 

 

 

It took us just a few minutes to screw the boxes on and fill with the soil. From then on, I took my time planting my flowers and soaking up the beautiful and healing sun. A faint lilac scent from my nearby tree almost put me in a trance. By day’s end the window boxes were planted and watered, as I breathed a sigh of contentment.

 

 

 

 

How great gardening is, especially after a 8 month hiatus! The time in between is a quiet period of reflection, dreaming and hoping for the sweet spring days to arrive. As I grow older in mid-age, I cherish these moments more than I did in my 30’s. Gardening is a healing practice for the soul, the mind, and the body. It’s a hobby that does me more than good and I never want to live without it.

 

 

 

 

How is your planting going? Do you have geraniums as well? Do you plant window boxes? I do hope you are enjoying your planting season and soaking up that wonderful sun!

 

All My Best,

Heart and Soul ❤

 

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Love is What We are Born With

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The innocence of children. 

 

 

From Marian Williamson’s book, A Return to Love

 

 

 

“Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learned here.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do you have early memories of innocent and courageous times, the moments before you were taught fear?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There’s a dynamic characteristic of most children that I’m in awe of. They live with a carefree and free fall fearless attitude. The reason is that the harsh world hasn’t taught them fear yet. If only children could keep that precious courage and use it to thrive in life.

 

 

 

In my new life I’m striving to live with an innocent clean slate. Trying to reinvent myself, I want to truly LIVE in love and light and without fear. With God’s help, I’m living with a brave spirit now and it makes life richer than before.

 

All My Best,

Heart and Soul ❤

 

A Little Weed Miracle

 

I don’t know about you, but the first few weeks of spring I walk around my flower beds and pull annoying weeds that pop up. It’s a gardener’s priority, a dreaded but necessary chore. I know it’s part of the game but if you refuse to play or can’t keep up, they overtake a space. Although it’s a pain and annoying, I’ve learned that there are tricks you can practice such as laying newspapers or mats down with mulch on top or in the veggie garden,  you can till around the rows and merely weed around the plants. 

 

 

 

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Lo and behold, these guys squeezed through!

 

 

 

Here’s my patch of weeds that I was going to pull this week.

 

Every year we’ve been here, I’ve pulled them before they got too big.

 

 

Whether their

 

weeds or not…

 

 

 adorable tiny flowers emerged after a rainstorm the other day.

 

 

 

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God’s little gift and a true reminder

 

 

that weeds are beautiful too

 

and maybe sometimes there’s plenty of room for them!

 

 

 

Think twice before you pull

 

your weeds,

 

for they may grow with beauty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy gardening!

 

All My Best,

 

Heart and Soul ❤

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fleeting Spring Days

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Here’s an up close look at the lovely apple blossoms in our back yard.

 

Welcome to the flighty days of spring, where only in New England there can be a cold rainy day in the 40’s and the very next day a drastic surge to 90 degrees with sweaty hot heat ( this happened to us this week and it was a shock!) While most of us expect crazy weather here, it still caught  us  off guard. One day the inside heat was blaring and the next, windows were wide open and fans were tirelessly cranking. It’s also a wardrobe nightmare. The dilemma is what do I wear to work from one day to the next? Long sleeve and pants one day and short sleeves and capris the next.

 

 

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A look at our neighbor’s apple tree, the one many deer and turkey like to visit.

 

In this enchanted season, our dark green grassy lawns thrive and all around apple blossoms paint a pretty pink scene! Not only does the beauty appeal to the eye, but heavenly aroma lingers as I walk by. Our cherry tree sports lovely white blossoms and since it’s grown close to our house, I can enjoy it with a mere glance out the living room window or on a trek on the front lawn. They won’t last long and before I know it,  just leaves will exist on the tree’s frame, yet twittering beautiful little birds will perch among the greenery.

 

 

 

 

 

Spring is here and nature’s precious blossoms and buds dominate our little world. On our front lawn we have two lilac trees. One was planted many years ago and greeted us when we moved in. It faces the roadside and much too close to the edge. Unfortunately one winter a snow plow accidentally cut it up. Tom cut back some limbs and happily nursed it back to health. That guy has a special way with things in nature!  Now, a couple of years later it’s bouncing back! Rich and healthy leaves are lush and it seems ready to blossom once again. A few small blossoms are appearing, so there’s hope for future lilacs.

 

 

 

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The lilac tree that’s coming back to life!

 

 

Our second tree stands on our front lawn as well, but faces the adjoining road( not as close as the other one.)  We planted it a couple of years ago, a present from a person who Tom works for. This tree grows dark purple flowers, much darker than the other tree.  The lilacs are slowly opening up to the hearty sunshine and a faint smell is a pleasant gift. In a week the tree should have several lilacs here and there, appealing to bees and birds.

 

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Our second lilac…looks like I need to do more mulching this year!

 

 

 

Although we truly enjoy and adore the lilacs, one drawback is that they don’t seem to last here long. I’m not sure if that’s my doing and I should try to prevent that by using Miracle Grow to increase their blooming. Last year we had them about three short weeks and then a raging rain storm hit our region and knocked every lilac flower down. The tree was a naked sight and it was sorrowful that it ended so soon.

 

 

 

 

This year it’s been about a week of purple buds and every day they pop up more. Just when we get to see to their delight, they’re gone! It’s one of those fast and fleeting entities, something we must cherish every moment until their time is up. In early evenings after supper, I enjoy walking the lawn and eyeing these flowers. With a chilled glass of wine in hand, I value this time on our lot and continue to thank God for blessing us with it.

 

 

 

As spring marches on, my mind wanders to my future window boxes filled with flowers and of course, my veggie garden. Within the next week I’ll be visiting Sullivan’s Greenhouse for my annual flower and veggie shop. Things will start to happen and with the promise of warmer weather comes my planting work in the early days of June ( not really work though because it’s a joy of mine).

 

 

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I also plan to extend my front flower gardens to wrap around the house to the front of our kitchen. I would like to pick out a hydrangea tree or bush, false sunflowers and purple cone flowers. Hopefully it will be a beautiful mix of yellow, white and purple flowers. That will be mid- June and like my spare bedroom project, when they are complete, I’ll post results.

 

I hope you are thoroughly enjoying whatever season you are immersed in and that you cherish the fleeting moments. As always, thank you for stopping by!

 

All My Best,

 

Heart and Soul 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Gift of Self Kindness 🎁

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A co-worker and friend told me a few months ago that she couldn’t understand why I was the kindest person to other people but don’t give myself the gift of kindness. Why is it that I can smother others with free flowing kindness but can’t share with myself? Maybe it’s from habit or from my genes and how I’m made up but it doesn’t matter why. What matters is that I’m happily changing in my life. RIGHT NOW!

Being gentle to yourself means you care enough of your well being and life. Accepting yourself, shortcomings and all. It’s an acceptance of all your traits, even the ones you particularly want to change.

It means that you don’t have to take yourself serious all the time. I’ll never forget a comment a classmate wrote in my senior yearbook…”Don’t take life so seriously.” Good advice, Brandon Fied and it’s stayed with me all these years! Thank you.

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Being kind to yourself is a habit you can practice, even if you don’t feel it. The more you do it and forgive yourself, I would imagine it gets easier. My friend and fellow blogger Debbie has a wonderful site on forgiveness at Forgiving Connects.com. Debbie practices self forgiveness and that has inspired me to go easy on myself with love and forgiveness. Check out her lovely blog which focuses on forgiveness, love and acceptance!

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This is me being kind to myself I never my favorite place, Ogunquit Beach, Maine.

This is a new day, an opportunity to destroy my low self esteem for once and for all. I vow to wake up everyday and simply love myself as I do with others. I deserve the same precious kindness I share with others. When you’ve lived all your life beating yourself up, it’s tough changing. Despite this, I’m traveling the road to self acceptance and love.
How about you….do you treat yourself with the kindness that you deserve? I hope so, if you don’t let’s do it together! Any suggestions on ways to show myself kindness and forgiveness?

All My Best,

Heart and Soul 💗

Endless Rain

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We’ve had so much rain here lately, that I feel like a duck. I desperately need sunshine and spring flowers to boost my mood! Instead Mother Nature has sent nonstop rains and clouds for weeks. I need tall boots, a rain slicker and an umbrella to cope with it. Despite being fed up with the deluge, I still welcome tinkling rain on the roof. Years ago I stayed at a house with a tin roof, ah what peaceful memories of rainy nights.

 
There’s something peaceful and calming

about rain sprinkling against a tin roof.

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It lulls you to a magical realm.

Spring time and it’s rainy days

bring pelting and cold showers.

Ping-ping-ping.

A lullaby soothing your soul.

It’s like a mama’s warm embrace.

Your mind quiets and welcomes rest.

Ping-ping-ping.

Tucked in the sheets and cozy as can be,

slumber softly visits with a hushed tone,

as mother nature coaxes you fast asleep.

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Rain falling on a tin roof.

 
All My Best,

Heart and Soul ❤

Mother’s Day: Grateful For These Women💗

On this Mother’s Day I’m reflecting upon special women in my life and their roles. I’m extremely grateful for these moms!  As a mom myself, I wish to honor them, for how can I truly enjoy this day without paying homage to my loved ones who have made a difference and influenced my mothering?

 

 

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Thank you to my mom, who has supported me from day one and loved me unconditionally. I owe so much to her for helping me grow and overcome so much, when I was younger. She was my go to person, who I could always  count on, until I stood on my own two feet. What I love about her is that she has always listened to me no matter what. When I’m down and out she whispers sweet little prayers for me aloud. It does my heart some good to know that mom is still looking out for me, even though I’m grown and a mother myself now. Happy Mother’s Day to the lady who gave birth to me so long ago with love.

 

 

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There’s another sweetheart in my life who befriended me at work so many years ago and brought me to her home for a hot meal and loving conversation. That day I met her only son, who happens to be my husband now.

 

On this special day I can’t write this post without mentioning Theo, my second mom. I’m so thankful for my mother in law and her friendship. She’s always been there for me and a champion for our family. We’ve done baseball games together, camped with the kids in the summers and spent several Christmases cooking a meal. She’s been an outstanding grandmother to her grandchildren and has always been there for her four children. That’s the kind of lady who sets an example and someone I learned from when I was starting out. Happy Mother’s Day to her with love.

 

 

 

I must mention my sons today as well. There’s not a day that doesn’t go by without my grateful feelings for my two sons. Being a mother has been the most learning, humbling, exhilarating and rewarding experience of my life!❤️ If I would want to be remembered for anything once I pass on, it would be that I was a great and loving mom and that I was happy doing it. I have no regrets, even with mistakes I made because I know I made up for them with love. Also that’s what makes me human!

 

 

Last but not least, I’m extremely grateful for the group of women I work with. We all work in an elementary wing and every teacher and para there are kind, like old friends who support each other with love. I have to thank Laura, Carol, Anne, Brittany, Beth, Darcy, Aimee, Joanna and Donna who work together with joy, their main goal is to teach children, support them and provide a safe loving environment. These special women are all mothers in one way or another through their nurturing and loving actions with the school children. Kudos to these heroes I know, who are teaching our future leaders with a grace and confidence that’s impeccable!

 

As I wrap up this post, I challenge you to think of the special women in your life.  Have you made the time to visit them, message or call? Most importantly, have you told them that you love them? That means the world to mothers , coupled with tight hugs and lots of kisses.

 

Happy Mothers Day to all you moms out there! I hope you receive precious time with your children and hugs too!

 

All My Best,

Heart and Soul ❤️