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::Welcome::
~*~Pink Peonies~*~
I enjoyed gardening with my Mother.
Spring meant preparing the soil
with lime and nutrients for good growth.
We had vegetable, rose and mixed
flower gardens.
Pansies, and Lilly Of The Valley
bordered our driveway straight
to the street.
Lush green grass was a treat for
bare feet.
Early in Spring before the rains
my Mother treated the soil to
ensure good, vibrant growth.
Mom would always explain
these things to me even though
I was a child.
Mom explained how important
earth worms, and all living things
were in relationship to one another.
I knew about photosynthesis,
chlorophyll, how the flowers
were pollinated, and why.
We watched the blue robin eggs
in the Lilac tree until they hatched.
Mama had a birdbath pedestal
right outside our kitchen window,
and we watched the birds bathe
while eating our breakfast.
Sometimes in Spring, Mama
would let me swing on my swing
before school.
Early evening, after dinner dishes
my parents and me would sit on
our front porch.
As you can tell by now I was
an only child, but played with
many cousins and friends.
Our dog Skippy would lie on
his oval rug, as we sipped lemonade
or ice tea.
We enjoyed the pink peonies that
surrounded our porch.
We listened to Cicada’s with their
singing chirp.
Skippy chased the birds or
squirrels running or landing
on our grass, but he didn’t mind
the butterflies, Hummingbirds,
or other birds in our back yard.
The breeze was welcomed on
hot humid days.
Mom and I cut flowers twice a
week to place throughout our
home.
Mama had a vase collection
that would make any woman envy.
I will always remember the vibrant
pink Peonies, and how large they were.
© Joyce Ann Geyer
April 15th 2005
Whatever you do, work at it with all
your heart, as working for the Lord,
not for men, since you know that
you will receive an inheritance from
the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord
Christ you are serving.
Colossians 3:23-24
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