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Showing posts with label memorial day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memorial day. Show all posts

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Enjoying Springtime

Spring has just a few short weeks left before Summer arrives.  Already I see the changes, the roses and peonies are getting ready to bloom and the crab-apples and lilacs are all done for the year. It's a lovely time of year, we have had abundant rain and everything is growing like crazy and the plants still have that fresh green "newness" about them.

I hope you enjoy some of these photos of my garden and a few vintage images as well.  Most of all I hope you are enjoying Spring!




The crab-apple blossoms falling onto the violets below look like a pretty natural confetti.





I adore the scent of lilacs .... always reminds me of growing up on the farm.





The crab-apples were splendid this year!





Bleeding hearts are a favorite of mine too!



These buttercups just shine in the sun!






I also wanted to share these images I picked up on The Graphics Fairy website. Every now and then I find some vintage images that I simply must have!  "Butterflies and a Fairy", is simply wonderful and I think "Miss Spring" is adorable!




Memorial day is coming up and here is one last image I'd like to share with you. 

The card reads,

"May thy sweet blossoms never cease to bloom
 in love and trust and peace." 




And may we never forget those who serve and protect us everyday and those who gave their lives for us. 

~~~ Diane ~~~

Saturday, May 25, 2013

The Memories Of the Heart













The heart hath its own memory like the mind,
And in it are enshrined the precious keepsakes....
                                     Longfellow




Friday, May 25, 2012

Monday, May 30, 2011

Memorial Day Thoughts





Every Memorial Day morning many years ago, we would gather at the community center. As a child in a small town it was our duty to arrive early to go over our assignments for the morning. We were handed red poppies and small crosses. After a prayer and program, we would drive to the small country cemetery and visit the graves of the soldiers.  A few had died in battles, more from old age. World War I ,II and one in Vietnam. I remember how solemn it all was and how proper. There were men dressed in military garb and much of the community took part. We placed the poppies and the crosses on the graves and at the end the best trumpet player in our high school played taps. And that was that. There was a bit of chit-chat with the neighbors and then we drifted off toward our perspective family burial plots and visited some distant relatives grave that I had never known. At the age of six or seven, I had not experienced death except for a pet. I still recall the quiet sadness of it all even to this day.




Thank you all for serving our country so honorably. A special thanks to friends and relatives who are members of the armed services.




Thank you Kelly, Aaron, Shawn, James, Joseph, Betsye and Philip.