Nature Nurtures Me


I love my garden. I love how tiny seeds grow into spectacular shapes with splendid curves.

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I eventually want to grow most of my family’s food.

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Green beans perfect snack off the vine. Like healthy french fries. Ben loves them.

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Yellow squash.

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July is not pumpkin season but she is a beauty.

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I can’t wait to see this beauty turn red. And I love that my veggies are organic and free!

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The grace of nature

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Bull’s eye beauty

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Orange delight

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Wild veggie garden

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Flower garden wild and free

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Bumblebee

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Blue joy

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Close up

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Flower garden.

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The wild vegetable garden

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Tomatoe field.

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Birdhouse beauty

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Yellow you

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Swoosh lillies

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Red flurry

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All photos are from garden and taken with cell phone. I have been lazy and have been blogging from my phone. But hot summer days induce laziness and lounging.

What are you growing in your garden? My corn totally bit the dust and it started so strong.

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This is a photo when it looked healthy.

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What is your favorite July flower or plant? Mine is the gardenia and Crepe Mrytal.

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Crepe mrytal in front yard.
And I am happy to report my fernd are doing well. I have just been putting them on thr walkway during the afternoon rainstorms.

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Hope you are staying cool in this heat.

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Porch Front Property


I don’t want to move; it is just so beautiful here. I’m sitting on my porch relaxed, enjoying a cool summer breeze. I should get up. To write. To clean. To mow the lawn. To play with my son. To enjoy the company of my husband. But all I can do is sit on my porch waving my knees back and forth like an American flag prepared for parade.
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I’m exhausted from gardening. I planted peppers: orange, red, and yellow in neat rows 12 inches apart. I scooped up earthly dirt fresh and wet from the deep rains of tropical storm Andrea.  Dirt is stuck underneath my fingernails and birds chirp keeping me company on my porch front property. Some days, lazy is the new black. The new green. The color of truth.
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Honestly, I am sad too because I am preparing for my mother’s funeral six months after her death.

Her funeral was finally scheduled at Arlington Cemetary. My father is there, his ashes waiting for her. I have to bring her ashes to D.C. It will also be the first time I have seen my father’s ashes as they are on a shelf or something at Arlington.
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My mother was cremated shortly after her death on Christmas Eve. But I am not completely sad. In a way I am at peace and ready to say goodbye. She taught me about the beauty of nature and gardening. She taught me to listen to myself and be selfish when necessary.
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My son and husband working together, fixing the hose. They are inseparable these days.

Sometimes a mom and wife needs her own space and time to be alone. So I rest with my feet up on a wicker glass-top table filled with clay pots with ripe green geraniums about to bloom.
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Not beach front but porch front which is good enough for me.
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Newly planted petunias and blue and white pots.
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Porch front
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There is something very charming about geraniums in clay pots sitting idle on a summer day with a cool breeze.
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I’m going to try to keep these ferns fresh. This is the window to the room where I write.
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Aren’t ferns pretty?
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I liked this view from Lowes. We bought pepper plants and ferns on sale yesterday.
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This blue flower seemed to be dying but I thought it wad quite stunning in its final song.
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First gladiola to bloom from bulb this summer in my garden. Red is such a powerful color in nature.
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Photo from back steps.
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I can hear my son and husband play inside the living room. Everything is at it should be. I’ll continue to sit and enjoy the view and noise of my two loves playing, overlapped by birds chirping and flowers singing.
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Porch. You can see how easy it is to be lazy with a porch like this.
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Have a great day. I hope you are being as lazy as me or doing what makes you happy.

Believe


I saw this photo on Facebook today.  And that made me think of ee cummings’ poem, “I Carry Your Heart With Me.”  It really is powerful when you believe in your dreams and weed out negativity.  I have been working on this.  And I have also been praying about it.

“Would you carry all your mistakes, regrets and failures in a bag and take the bag with you where ever you go? Most people would say no. Then why carry them forever in your mind. Many of us carry a lot of unnecessary baggage with us everyday. What happened yesterday is gone forever. New days should bring new adventures. Everyday should be explored to its fullest.
Have a great day and remember to spread the message of positive thought with those that you meet. Carry in your mind, all the goodness and value you bring forth into into people’s lives.”
~Lessons Learned In Life

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]
BY E. E. CUMMINGS
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Carry love in your heart; you will have a lighter load.

Anyway, I wanted to share it with you.  And feel free to comment about what your hopes, wishes, and dreams are.  Hope. Wish. Dream. Be. © – memomuse

Maybe by just writing them down, you can start the magic.  “If you build it they will come.” – Field of Dreams

By the way, I have been to Field of Dreams in Iowa.  I traveled cross-country with some friends after college, and we stopped there.

And I’d like to share my favorite Walt Whitman quote, “Be curious, not judgmental.”  Walt was a fine man, who followed his heart, which is at the center of the Attachment Parenting philosophy — following your instincts to love and nurture your child.

“Follow your heart and you can never fail.” – Stacey @ Moonstruck

Really, it’s an ancient thing.  Dr. Sears did not invent it, he just coined the term.

That’s my two cents on that!

Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend.  I will be posting a special post about Memorial Day.  My father was a Marine, who fought and survived one of the worst battles in Marine Corps history: Inchon.  He was a member of the Frozen Chosen.  I miss the heck out of my marine.  He passed away in 2003.  I am proud to be his daughter.  When I watched the documentary, Chosin, about this horrific war, it broke my heart to know my father went through this.  It was so cold — their eyeballs froze.  It’s in the documentary. 

Temperatures dipped to frigid levels and a veteran recalled a “mind-numbing” cold so intense that the troops’ eyeballs would freeze until they put their hands up to warm them. “It was 30-below zero,” Wiedhahn said. “You lived in 30-below temperature, all the time.” – Quoted from Military Connection article.

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Another interesting article about frostbite and skin cancer — the Korean War and frostbite.  My father had 70% frostbite in his legs.  He fought really hard to get disability for this too.  I remember how all the paperwork stressed him out.  He was a right brained person like me.  And yes, he had skin cancer.

Needless to say, I cried while I watched it.  He never talked about the war.  I wrote this essay about my dad and how he found peace in gardening.  He had a poet’s heart.  He taught me to marvel at nature and to be curious, not judgmental.  He taught me honor and respect.  In the video below — the first line one of the Frozen Chosen men says, “Freedom is not free.”  The website is http://www.frozenchosin.com/.

This photo was in the patio garden my mom and dad created.  That’s my marine.  I love you Dad!  Happy Memorial Day.  My father is buried at Arlington Cemetery.

This is a photo of my father, while he served in the Marines, during the Korean War. He is what some refer to as, a member of the “Frozen Chosen.”

In the documentary, Chosin

This is what my dad wrote in my journal.

“Keep up courage and hope.” – Dad 

What’s in your heart today?  I carry my father in my heart.  I carry courage and hope.  What do you carry in your heart?