For Mom

This last day of May is also my Mom’s birthday. She would have been 96 years old. Hard to imagine. She’s missed so much passing at 61, when I was 32 • Iris and lilacs were her favorites, something passed on to her by her mother, my grandmother. Creeping phlox were most likely in the top three too • My grandmother established and cared for a large tiered rock garden that overlooked a trout-filled brook. It was a feast for the eyes with something blooming spring through summer • Her iris bed snuggled the fence that ran along the driveway to the barn. All of her 12 grandchildren received irises when she passed in 1978, and many still delight and dazzle to this day (sadly not these) • Thinking of you, Mom! • Peace & Love