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Gardening Gloves

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Family Storytelling, Spring, Gardening, Hyacinths

New gardening gloves are part of my Springtime ritual.  As soon as the tiny green leaves of my hyacinths poke up through the soil, I know Spring is here.

It takes a tremendous amount of patience to not start planting as soon as I see those sprouts.  But too many frozen plants have taught me that Mother Nature is in charge - and I have to wait for her timing. 

I know its time when the snow has melted up to a certain point on the mountains near my home.  But when it's finally time, I shop at my favorite nurseries and buy a brand new pair of gardening gloves.  I love to pick out a cute, colorful pair, and can't wait to get them dirty.

And gardening always reminds me of my mom ...

After she passed away, we found amidst her journals and photo collection a snippet of her life story sharing how she felt about Spring and her garden.  In her journal she answered the question, "Describe a beautiful Spring day and activities on that day."  See a little of what she wrote in the inset below:


Oh, this is an easy one - I bet you could write it for me.  Dad and I get up at the same time.  I don't hurt anywhere.  We visit and he brings me a bowl of Raisin Bran.  He goes to the office and drops me off at the south end of Danish Road.  The weather, of course, is beautiful, the mountains tall and green - although there are still patches of snow.  Then I walk north and as I walk down past each house, I notice the flowers and I wonder about the people who live inside... I always love walking back down into our neighborhood.  It is my village, my community, my home.

The day would include working in my back yard garden.  We have several resident robins who chirp and dig for worms.  Sometimes I see a family of quail.  And although I never see her, I hear the soft call of a morning bird.  Sometimes Tugger, the cat, graces me with his presence coming from wherever he is during the day.  He just knows that there will be a chin-rub and food for him here.

While I'm walking I'm so grateful for mobility, eyesight, ears and a perfect knowledge that God loves me.  I hope I can do even a small amount of good to return the blessings I have - especially on a "beautiful Spring day."

Those sentences likely didn't take my mom more than 10-15 minutes to write, and they were in response to a simple question.  But, oh, the gratitude I have for those simple lines of her story.  No wonder I think of her when I buy my new Spring gardening gloves.


Maybe today you could write, type or record a few sentences describing what you love about the Springtime - favorite smells, sights, sounds and some of your own rituals or traditions.  Or answer one of the many questions you can find here, in our Spring Story Starter.  Do it for someone you love, or just write it down for yourself - to affirm some of the beauty around you. 


Now, I'm headed out to get some new gloves!


Family Storytelling, Springtime, Gardening Gloves



Last modified on Monday, 02 June 2014 02:45
Carol Rice

I grew up in a home rich with family heritage. My mom loved genealogy and knew how to breathe life into dusty documents and color to faded black and white photos - my mom told me stories.

As a grown woman with five children of my own, I've tried to do the same. For years I did it through scrapbooking. But it didn't take long to realize that it wasn't my artistic skills my children really cared about. They never stopped on a page and said, "Mom, you matched that paper to my shirt - perfectly!" Nope. What they did say as they leaned across my lap, pointing at photos is, "Tell me the story!" "Tell me mom about the day I was born... Tell me mom about the day I cried when everyone sang me happy birthday... Tell me mom about my grandma and her garden..."

Don't worry if you haven't done it forever, just start today. The consistency and cumulative effect of one good question - just sharing one story a day, adds up.

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