Grandchildren

No special occasion, but a phone call from one of my granddaughter’s made me think of the day I got a call telling me she had arrived into the world.  I had to travel for many hours to finally see her, and when I did, she brought tears to my eyes as I beheld her beauty.

Grandchildren

© Earline Brasher
Sometimes I really do wonder,
Why they are called grand?
Then I know A Loving Grandmother,
Can always fully understand.
You get that important phone call,
You have waited for so long,
Excitement really kicks in,
As you arrive and rush down the hall.
You see that precious baby,
Gender really doesn’t matter at all,
It brings back many memories,
Of when your children were so small.
You congratulate the parents,
As you see mother and baby are o.k.,
You know without a doubt,
This was done in own God’s way.
Many sacrifices made along the way,
Are very much worthwhile,
When you see that sweet little face,
And that bright cheery smile.
Time rocks on as they grow and grow,
Then comes their future, rushing too and fro,
They will always be our babies,
If anyone should ask,
They are all very Special,
From the first one to the last!!!!

 

YARD WORK

The other day I heard the sound of a motor running in the front yard and as I went around to see what it was – lo and behold there was Sonny with his rototiller in the front lawn digging it up.  There had been two trees in the dirt spots and he was digging the one up to level it up for grass seeding.  Should look much better when the new grass comes up.  The deer ate most of the red tulips in the front two nights ago.  I had so hoped that they would be opened nice for Easter, but the deer must have been hungry.  I will move them to the fenced in yard out back for next year.

FLOWERS INSIDE AND OUT

The light creamy yellow tulips are just opening as it has been cold, they are now at a standstill.

The red tulips are trying hard to open, they just need a warm sunny day, maybe Sunday.   Notice the tops of the leaves look like they have been cut off, but actually the deer ate them off.  That was before the fence went around the back yard.

This Lenten Rose is the one that seeded from another plant  and the blossom color is different than the plant it came from.

These are inside African Violets.  They decided to bloom just in time for Easter.  This is the first time this one has blossomed since moving from Southern Pa. over a year and a half ago.  I actually thought these were going to die, but they made it.

This one is also doing better for the first time since moving.  I cut leaves to start new plants, as the old ones are in need of much help as far as shape and stability are concerned.