The spring came late this year. As soon as the ground could be turned (which did not happen until May 1st) , we began planting the garden. Because of the lateness of the season, we planted the whole garden in one week.

      On the top of the Welsh dresser in the dining room stands the old ceramic bluebird.

      Over forty years ago, about 1976, I gave my mother a small bird-of-paradise plant as a gift, because she admired the beautiful bird-of-paradise flowers. The plant was very small, in a plant pot, perhaps 3 inches in diameter.

      On a beautiful, sunny summer morning, my son called and invited me to join his family in an adventure in strawberry-picking. Since they were leaving early in the morning, I left immediately to join my son, his wife and three small granddaughters.

A Rose of Another Color

      Two small rose bushes were planted in our yard—one in the back and the other in the front. The first year, each produced one lovely, fragrant rose blossom.

      As the winter ended, and spring began, flowers bloomed, seedlings in the garden sprouted, birds chirped and began to build nests and leaves once again sprouted on the trees. This was true,