July 23, 2009
Grandma Atha's Roses
For as long as I can remember my Grandma's yard has been full of flowers. When she moved into an apartment last November my sister began asking about transplanting some of the flowers to preserve their heritage. She uncovered a great family story about the origin of her rose bushes. Here is the story as told by sister Sarah:
These roses started from one long- stemmed rose that Grandpa Lortz brought back to Grandma from the big ceremony when the Anderson Herald and the Anderson Bulletin newspapers merged to become the new Anderson Herald-Bulletin many, many years ago (1949). Just one little rose. The plant was started from the rose, placed in a glass of water and put on the kitchen window sill. After it wilted and died, she just stuck the stem 3 or 4 inches into the ground outside and put a glass jar over the top of it. It was in summer, and it was in a partly shady, partly sunny spot. Grandma says, "Sometimes they live, and sometimes they don't...It just decided to grow." And she also says..."You can do any rose that way."
60 years later here is Grandma's rose:
Here's my attempt:
Maybe they will decide to grow.
July 18, 2009
This cracks me up....
Another visit from the anonymous flower fairy.....
... provides the perfect opportunity to try out the camera feature on my new phone.
July 13, 2009
Because sometimes you just have to suck it up....
Me: *looking all confused at the straw I was handed with my hot chocolate* "Why do I need a straw?"
Starbucks Barista: "Because I only got three hours of sleep before coming to work today and my brain is not working right."
M: "Thanks for the straw."
July 2, 2009
Why you should never suggest slashing someone's tires:
Not even for a REALLY good reason.