Oh dear, - I have to confess to forgetting the White Rabbit as the calendar turned over into July!!!
Too late to do anything about it when my messaging son reminded me of the required obeisance!!
Nothing to do but turn three times, repeating the required imprecations, and hope for the best.....
I went out into the garden to perform,
thinking that might be a place dear to the White Rabbit's heart
where he would be most inclined to bestow the delights of July upon me.....
(my version of an English Garden with faint hints of the jungle!!)
That was yesterday.....
Today I was doing up the breakfast dishes when my eye caught
the little calendar that sits over the sink..
The second of July, - my dearest Aunt's birthday,
but alas, she is long gone.
Nevertheless the many wonderful memories I have of her
brought happy moments and
remembrances of times past.
How I used to hang on to her arm when we went shopping on
Saturday afternoons....
the time I spilled iodine on her tortoiseshell
brush and mirror set, and she was so kind and forgiving....
the beautiful knitted negligee my mother made for her trousseau
and then her fiance turned out to be a cad
and she remained single until the end of her days
but so dearly loved by all her nieces and nephews.
Oh, this first week in July.....
In a few days it will be the anniversary of my sister's birth,
and she has left me too, with dear memories...
I thought about how much I miss her telephone calls;
how my house is blessed with her beautiful needlework
and pottery.......
how much I appreciate the close contact of her children on Facebook..
little messages and glimpses into their lives and those
of her grandchildren.
Well, Time taketh away, but Giveth, too...
Lovely moments to recall and be grateful for.
Things to laugh about, relationships that helped us grow
and were such a dear support.
To these two lovely ladies, my love and thanks....
Those hearts that we have treasured.......
And speaking of birthdays.....
our first born will be seventy this month....
Geez....
3 comments:
Oh Hildred! Such beautiful memories. I too had a dear Aunt who meant so much to me. And I loved the picture of proud father Charles and your darling baby -- it is amazing to me how I can look at my now middle-aged children and love them for who they are now but still see the infant that we held in our arms half a century ago.
It is the price we pay for living longer than our siblings Hildred. I too remember the birthdays of my brother and my sister with love every year - and those of both my parents. Happy memories make up for such a lot don't they?
A lovely post of remembrance, Hildred. I like seeing Charles as a young father. Your cottage garden is just lovely! It looks lush and full of color. Happy summer!
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