Gardening at Isabel's

Isabel has a large east-facing picture window and a wide window sill which provides room for an abundance of plants and flowers.  She ~ and we ~ are enjoying the great variety that visitors bring through her door. Thank you!  Right now there are miniature roses (the whole plant), a prayer plant, and a kalanche that has bloomed for over two months. And of course, pussy willows who wait patiently for the first wild crocuses to join them.

Mum has been reading and rereading a poem by Mary Oliver that speaks to the sunshine that enters her room through this big window in the morning, and through her door in the afternoon.  She forwarded it in a card to a friend who was in hospital.  Isabel spelled on her letterboard IT IS ONE TO PASS ON - NOT KEEP TO YOURSELF.  And so we pass it on here to you ~ Isabel's family and friends ~ 

Why I wake early

 

Hello, sun in my face.

Hello, you who make the morning

and spread it over the fields

and into the faces of the tulips

and the nodding morning glories,

and into the windows of, even, the

miserable, and the crotchety --

 

best preacher that ever was,

dear star, that just happens

to be where you are in the universe

to keep us from ever darkness,

to ease us with warm touching,

to hold us in the great hands of light --

good morning, good morning, good morning.

 

Watch, now, how I start the day

in happiness, in kindness.

        - by Mary Oliver

Good morning to you ~ and thanks for your enduring acts of kindness as you hang-in with us ~

Isabel and the Gang