Sign, Sign, Everywhere a Sign
My mother loved to garden and delighted in sharing her passion and the fruits of her labor. She was in “heaven” every time she was care-taking her little corner of the world. While she walked this earth plane she taught me well and continues to teach me from heaven above.
So, for me to find flowers here and there, mostly in the oddest of places, comes as no surprise. I may be walking along a city street, or sashaying across a parking lot … when my eyes are drawn to a colorful flower (usually of plastic persuasion) right smack dab in my path. I smile as I bend down to pick it up and always chuckle “Thanks Ma!” Read More
