Friday, June 1, 2012

Graduation 2012 Amanda . . .





Grandchild Amanda
graduated from high school last night.
She is my only
"little girl grandchild."
Sweet  Independent  Focused  Determined  Beautiful



Commencement was held at the high school field house.





Amanda walking in with the
Sparta Class of 2012 



Amanda and classmates
graduated, happy, smiling.



 Amanda with her dad, mom and granny.




 Proud Granny and Happy Graduate. 



Amanda and boy friend Jake




Family and friends celebrating Amanda.




Amanda
this is your time

hold on to your sweetness
embrace your independence
continue your consideration of others
keep your focus when the changes happen
love the essence of your beautiful self

it will be a roller coaster ride
there will be joy and sorrow
remember your family
we love you
it is as simple as that
we love you

you are kind
you are important
you are special

please
remember

love granny up north






Monday, May 28, 2012

All About May . . .

America
Memorial Day 
Remembrance 
Honor  Freedom  Respect


Springtime weather is fading away,
Summer has arrived in Michigan.
Ninety degree temperatures here the past few days.

It has been a busy month on Riverwood Drive.
Landscape replanting, new gardens planned,
flowers in bloom, trees leafed out. 
Such a gorgeous time of the year,
I have loved watching things "come alive!"

My surgery is a thing of the past and my hand is improving daily. 
The pin removal will be next week.  Hopefully I will regain full usage. 
Thank you for your caring, prayers and for staying in touch.

"Today I will do what others won't,
so tomorrow I can accomplish what others can't."
 Jerry Rice
Contributed from Amy of


A Poppy Popping

Although I was unable to do my usual these past weeks,
I was able to spend time reading some good books,
collecting blog quotes, snapping many garden pictures,
anticipating prom and graduation for Tyler and Amanda,
organizing and planting my cutting garden,
and being a sergeant and supervisor of Jack
(he hasn't liked that very much)

So this post is filled with a mixture
of flowers, grandchildren and
some words of wisdom
I have found from some of you.



Garden House Pansies

"We must never forget that freedom is never free.
It is the most costly thing in the world.
Freedom is never paid in lump sum. 
Installments come due in every generation. 
All any of us can do is offer the generations that follow a chance for freedom.
President Ronald W. Reagan
contributed
from Theresa of


Corners of my World

Falling in Love is Like Owning a Dog
Taylor Mali
First of all, it’s a big responsibility, especially in a city like New York.
So think long and hard before deciding on love.
On the other hand, love gives you a sense of security:
when you’re walking down the street late at night
and you have a leash on love
ain’t no one going to mess with you.

Love doesn’t like being left alone for long.
But come home and love is always happy to see you.

It may break a few things accidentally in its passion for life,
but you can never be mad at love for long.

Is love good all the time?
No! No! Love can be bad. Bad, love, bad! Very bad love.

Sometimes love just wants to go for a nice long walk.
It runs you around the block and leaves you panting.
It pulls you in several different directions at once,
or winds around and around you
until you’re all wound up and can’t move.

But love makes you meet people wherever you go.
People who have nothing in common but love
stop and talk to each other on the street.

Throw things away and love will bring them back,
again, and again, and again.

But most of all, love needs love, lots of it.
And in return, love loves you
and never stops.

Retired Knitter's son was recently married.
Her nieces read this to the guests.
You will find the retired knitter here.


Snickers
Our senses are indeed our doors and windows on this world,
in a very real sense the key to the unlocking of meaning
and the wellspring of creativity.
Jean Houston
Found from Nancy


Grandson Tyler and Friend, Prom 2012




Hibiscus

The mountains are calling, and I must go.
John Muir


Cutting Garden Beginnings
Then indecision brings its own delays,
And days are lost lamenting over lost days.
Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute;
What you can do, or dream you can do, begin it;
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
 Goethe's "Faust"
Not my credo, but I love it
and try to live it.
Quote was found on


Japanese Iris
"Sometimes you gotta create what you want to be part of ..."
Penny

These words were from Penny who is a new granny.
You'll find her at


Granddaughter Amanda and Friend, Prom 2012


On Mothers
"I've been a mad, bad mother as well as a good mother, 
I've been a caring mother and a forgetful mother.
But the wonderful thing is that in the end I've got these wonderful children."
Vanessa Redgrave

I found Redgrave's quote on a reflection Joan Anderson did on being a mother.
Have you read JA's books;
Unfinished Marriage
A Year By The Sea
A Walk on the Beach
The Second Journey

They are very good, she makes me think and I love her authenticity!
I met her at a seminar a few years ago.

In closing, look at these cuties . . .

photo by Andrea, Rural Revival
. . . upon my skin, bears no less healing,
than the love of a friend.
Andrea
I have saved many more May blog quotes, thoughts and reflections,
but the day is getting away from me.
So before I totally lose you 
I will close and save the rest for another time.

In closing, please visit this site
and view the amazing video from the Girl Twin.
Rural Revival

Treasure each of your days and enjoy,
Love, Lynne

Monday, May 21, 2012

A Story From Long Ago . . . . .


 

. . . it began with an Iris.
I was living in Wisconsin with my husband
Gary and our children Scott and Susan.
We had a made a trip to Iowa to visit my parents.
My mom and dad enjoyed their yard and gardens.
No doubt some of my love of the outdoors,
creating and designing with trees, shrubs and flowers
came from my parents.

My mom invited me to go to a farm
which belonged to some neighbor friends.
We went there to dig some Iris for mom and dads yard. 
We came home, dug them in.
Mom set some Iris aside for me to take back to Wisconsin. 
I planted the clump when we arrived back in Baraboo
and the Iris bloomed each year after
until we moved to Michigan in 1975 .

And the story continues . . .
 
When we moved to Michigan
 we had one car packed with garden and house plants and Suzie's cat
and the other car had our Irish Setter Ginger, our clothing
and our favorite things we wanted with us
while we waited a month to get in our house.

The garden plants and Iris waited in pots to be "dug in".
Life began in Montague Michigan.
Things were planted and
my gardening interest grew with a passion.



The Iris thrived and was split with clumps of Iris being given to others.
One of the clumps went to my dear friend Babs.
I moved from Montague to a condo in 1988
and into my new home in 1989.

Babs dug a clump of the Iris I had given her
and it came back to me to plant at my new home.

Since 1989, each spring, around Mother's Day,
before the Iris blooms, I split some of the Iris to give to someone new.
The Iris is now living in Colorado, back in Iowa, Wisconsin, this year it went south
to Arkansas, and several clumps are alive and well here in the Muskegon area.

The flower is different than the usual Iris I see in this area.
This one is very small, a blue/purple, mom called it a Japanese Iris.
I have several blooming clumps, except for one. 
The main clump which has been split many times,
for the first time is without blooms.
Interesting . . .

We each have stories to tell.
What about you?