Grandma Emma's Roses...

Today as I was walking in the garden, my thoughts were of Grandma Emma. I looked at the newly blooming roses, pink peace,  fragrant cloud, olympiad and so many others. Her favorite flowers were Roses. The delicate scent and the soft colors were so enjoyed on a spring day in her yard in Mukilteo. She always waited for the first blooms of spring with a smile...good days.

Grandma Emma's love of Flowers...

Grandma would walk everyday in the yard. She could always be seen walking the driveway and surrounding lawn area. If the sun was out she would also sit in a chair, rest and then walk a little more. In the spring she would always stop by her favorite flowers...the Rose garden. She delighted in sharing a moment with the beauty of her roses. We would carefully clip, trim and add fertilizer to the soil so they would produce many blossoms. She especially thought the Red rose brought love and thought to any garden. Fragrant and soft, the scent of the rose would fill the spring air. A true delight for the afternoon walk of Grandma Emma. Good memories.

Happy Holidays..

I often wonder of how the Christmas holidays got to be...just think back some years and maybe I'll find out. Happy days of Christmas one and all.

Lemon Meringue Pie...

Just thinking of Lemon Meringue Pie today...Grandma Emma made a great Lemon pie...so good.

Memories...

I often think of Grandma Emma and her special life...I learned so much from her the years we lived together. She showed great patience in her days. Just think learning and new language and leaving her homeland. That was not an easy task... Every time I think I have a hard day...I remember her days and how they changed her life. Good memories...

Grandma Emma....good life.

Grandma Emma often spoke of all the kind and good people she was lucky to meet in her life. She lived with less stress than most of us do now. I feel that part of her long life was in her genetics, careful life choices and less stress. She walked everyday, weather permitting of course, ate well and didn't stress so much. For the most part she was happy. A formula for life that worked for her. Maybe there are some good ideas here! Two cups of coffee, two cookies after breakfast... yes, sounds good to me...

Mothers Day thoughts...

Grandma Emma told a story of her mother....Anne was her name. She would always have her knitting projects ready and waiting in every room of the house. So when she would take a rest and sit down she would not waste any time. Knitting socks, mittens, scarves and what was needed for those cold days of winter in Norway. Amazing, multitasking  has always been with us.  Happy Mothers Day to all, reflect and remember.