Today is Mom's birthday.
She was born in July and I remember birthday parties at the Hemlocks looking across the lake to Owl's Head, gin and tonics in hand.
Unc would make the escargots and assorted other gourmet delicacies serving with a broad smile and the warmest of hugs.
In later years, we often celebrated Mom's birthday with her right here in Lincoln. The day lilies were at their peak. I remember her pushing 5 year old Carrie on the swing and holding baby Eliza. And of course, admiring the bright orange day lilies in all their splendor.
The above photo shows the lilies as they look today just as they did 21 years ago. They are in front of the dogwood tree that mom brought us as a tiny seedling.
What is immortality but being kept alive in the memories and gardens of future generations?
Happy Birthday, Mom. Thanks for everything.
2 comments:
Happy birthday, Granny! Her memory certainly lives on in all of us.
Happy Birthday, mom and a thousand thank yous, Barb.
My day has been spent driving from Cheshire to Knotts Island. What as wonderful blessing to arrive home to!
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