Just In Time For Mother’s Day

There comes a time, usually around the first day of Spring, when you look out of your windows, see all the drab browns and grays, and you wonder whether any of it is ever going to turn green again?

For me it happens every year, and I always think, no way, I can’t see how all this is going to turn green and bright this year. This year it was especially questionable. Our winter was long and it kept coming. And coming. (Click on photos to enlarge them)

But, there always comes a turning point. For us, out on the East End of Long Island it came around the second week of May. And, what a difference one week makes!!!

You can see in these photos here. On the left, are photos I took the first week of May. On the right are photos I took just yesterday, a week later. Incredible isn’t it? How everything just burst out and bloomed?

 

Of course, I guess it helps when the pool is open and the water is bright and blue (but, OMG!!! So cold!)

And, it helps when my husband, Joe starts to tend to the pots and plants in the backyard. This year, he’s starting with geraniums because they remind him of his Mom. Geraniums were always her favorites when he was growing up in Philadelphia.

Happy Mother’s Day to all !

 

4 thoughts on “Just In Time For Mother’s Day”

  1. Mother’s Day isn’t always a happy day for some of us mothers. 1. I lost my mother to cancer in 2011 and when I’ll in town I go visit her in the cemetery and talk and cry about what a mess my life is. My only son (child) only talks to on rare occasions like when he needs money. I try to call him to talk when one of our extended family is sick and not expected to make it and he never, ever returns my call. I may get a text some time. I have 3 beautiful granddaughters that I’m not allowed to see as my son’s wife doesn’t like me and I have no idea why. She refuses to talk to me, I’ve offered on several occasions to get together and talk this out but of course she does not reply. I’ve been blocked on Facebook by her and her family. Every now and then my son will send me a picture or 2 via email so I see what they look like. So I try to forget about mother’s day. I will be in Massachusetts next week so I will visit my Mom’s grave and bring her favorite flower, a single yellow rose. I will lay down next to her and tell her everything the is going on and cry. Sometimes it helps for a little while. Thank you for listening/reading.

  2. Oh Paula, I am so sorry Mother’s Day is such a sad time for you. Holidays — and we have so many of them in the U.S. — are not always happy times for everyone in the way that advertisers and retailers make them seem. In fact, on any given holiday, probably a quarter, or a third, of the population just wants to bury its head under a pillow because that particular holiday is a hurtful reminder of something that’s gone wrong in his/her/their lives.
    I hope, at least, that you feel a little better for sharing your story here.

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