Monthly Archives: May 2015

What a Week

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It has been one busy week for us.  It started Sunday.  After lunch Sylvia and friend, Bonnie, drove to Flint for Crystal García’s graduation party.

Angel, Crystal, Sylvia, Eveliz and Edeline. (photo by Bonnie

Angel, Crystal, Sylvia, Eveliz and Edeline. (photo by Bonnie)

Crystal just graduated with high honors from the University of Michigan – Flint.  Her degree is in psychology.  We’ve known Crystal and her family since her father came to pastor the church we attended in Connecticut.  At that time, Crystal was a pre-schooler.  Later, Rev. Angel Gardía accepted the call to pastor a church in Flint.

That was Sunday.  On Monday, I took Sylvia to Hastings in the morning.  At the orthopedist’s office, they removed her plaster splint, the doctor examined her wrist.  It was not perfectly set as we had thought.  After that a technician put a fiberglass cast on her arm.

Monday afternoon I took her back to Hastings for a C-T scan of the break area.  We are still waiting hear about the results.  We expected a call on Tuesday, but are still waiting.  The office said, “Probably tomorrow.”

So far this week has flown by with many things happening.  I want to do like Hobbes (Lin’s not Calvin’s) and take a nap.

Quo Vadis

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Today’s post title (Quo Vadis) comes from Latin.  It means “where are you going?”

Lately I’ve been on a blooming flower frenzy.  That continues, just because I like it.

I've been eagerly waiting for these

I’ve been eagerly waiting for these

First one red tulip opened.  A couple of days later, there were two red tulip.  Shortly after, we have all the tulips, red, yellow, and the combination of those decorating our flower beds.  Aren’t these yellow tulips with red veins particularly attractive?

Between our garage and barn there is a peculiar shrubbery growing.  I believe that the original occupants “heeled in” an azalea and a rhododendron.  That would have been a temporary measure.  Life, or cessation of the same, intervened and the two shrubs remained in their [supposed to be] temporary home.  By the time we moved here, fifteen years ago, the roots were so intertwined that I couldn’t separate them.  (Yes, there is a parable in this.)

Now we have early azalea blossoms and later, rhododendron blossoms will grace this impossible shrub.  We’ve come to appreciate it.

Azalea blooms first

Azalea blooms first

Today the cherry trees are in blossom.  I have no pictures to show you on this damp and dreary day.  Maybe the sun will come out tomorrow.

Basket Basking

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Today, the first of May, our friend, Vanilla, re-posted an article on May baskets.  Read it here.

This morning, we awoke to the sound of a vehicle on the driveway.  Then we heard a [child’s?] voice saying something.  Sylvia went to see what was happening, but the driveway was empty.  Well, almost empty.  There was a basket sitting in front of our door.

A surprise May Basket!

A surprise May Basket!

It is an understatement to say that we were deeply moved by this lovely display of affection.  Smiley face wrap held some cookies with a note attached.

A beautiful sentiment!

A beautiful sentiment!

The note reads: “May your days be as beautiful as the buds of May. ~ Happy May Day!”

Heartfelt thanks to our visitor[s].  You made our day brighter and better.

In further celebration, a second tulip had opened this morning and a third may open before the day ends.  Yes it’s a beautiful day!  Here’s hoping yours is even better.