Tuesday, April 13, 2021

Rest areas on the Road to Dementia Town.

Sweetie's flower garden. 


Here we have the trio of flowers that were at one time or another in our bouquet, two types of Irises, and her Rose bush. Where the Irises are, there used to be two Rose bushes. Sweetie had some great ideas on what our back yard was to be like, the difficulty was her understanding of how much each plant needs for sunlight wasn't taken into account. 

She would plant plants that needed sun all day in places where they got only parcel sun, and visa versa. In the long run, we'd get one or two season of growth before the inevitable death, or non blooming would happen. I learned long ago, not to challenge her thought process and planting plans. I couldn't change her mind, so I learned to let nature take its course. 

Sometimes there were success. One year, she planted posies in a round pot, and they grew up and up to make a cone of posies. It was a beautiful success. 

Coming from California, and basically sea level, to New Mexico, and living in a city that is over 7,000 feet in altitude, was a hard shift to make, especially when it comes to planting and growing a garden. What grew at sea level didn't always grow in a mile high altitude.

Monday 

Not much to say about Monday, it was a good day. From start to finish. Upon checking the weather, and seeing that it seemed to be a good day for golf, made plans to get out of the house and on to the links. 

Made a new friend on the golf course. He had lost his wife over a year ago, and then had some health issues and was just getting back out into life. We hit it off well. He told me about his wife, and her poor health and having to care for her before she passed. Then I shared with him about Sweetie and with that in common, we understood each other's plight. He never thought of being alone, so he never planned on being alone.  I think we will be good for each other. 

Driver has the smile that says, "See, there is life outside of this car." When we pull into these rest areas on the Road to Dementia Town, we will never know what or who awaits us there. As we travel with Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.     
 

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