Grandma’s Yellow

On my recent trip home from Warrenton and Round Top,

I had a

wonderful time visiting some unexpected places

and finding some unexpected treasures.

 

I found one here,

outside Cuero.

During my visit to this nursery,

my mouth dropped when I saw the name of the most

beautiful yellow rose-

 

Grandma’s Yellow.

Sigh.

My aunts Mary and Jody would like that too.

Things like that-

those little gifts in the day-

give me so much

pleasure.

That rose is now in my back yard.

My second blessing during that visit

was my brief conversation with the owner.

She had on yard clothes,

her hands were in the dirt,

and quite a bit of it was on her face.

Aha…

a kindred spirit.

Me:  Do you do all of the work yourself?

Owner:  Yes, she said. I am too impatient to do otherwise.

BAM.

In the face life lesson

available for one and all

but especially for me.

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