Thursday, May 13, 2010


My Mother and Gramie always said if you can't say anything nice don't say anything at all. I have hit a few major bumps in the road. Everyone has their bumps so I will not air them here.
nothing that will not pass and nothing life threatening. I will try to dig out my gratitude journal and count all my blessing which are many.
So I will start with my garden. It is getting so pretty and I am so hopeful for a wonderful gardening season.

When I was a little girl I would sit in a big field and pick and pick lily of the valley. The smell brings me back there. Another blessing! So think of all the things you should be grateful for.
The small things count.

1 comment:

Rugs and Pugs said...

Cathy ~
I hope your major bumps have turned in to minor bumps! Sending pug hugs your way.
I love the hen and chicks amidst the stone.
Are those white bleeding hearts?
The lily of the valley ~ I inherited them when I bought the house 10+ years ago. They smell so sweet.
How is the rug coming? I haven't hooked in forever. Barring anything unforeseen (my mom), I'm off to a hook-in on Saturday. I won't get much hookin', but hopefully I will get inspired.
Pug hugs :)