Along the garden path a mushroom toppled in it’s growth
forms a random heart.
Everyday brings new discoveries in my backyard. The fairy land appeared overnight after a heavy rain. And imagine my delight at finding the fallen mushroom growing out of the wood chip mulch, showing the heart of the garden.
Last week I spent a lovely day with my husband at Heather Meadows, near Mt. Baker. This was one of the paths we wandered... headed down to Bagley Lake.
There is something about being out in such a magnificent natural environment, you can feel the energy emanating from the rocks and trees as you wander about.
Quite the rush!
And this is what we discovered imbedded in the pathway as we climbed back up the hill from the lake.
When I was tiny, Aunt Rosemary and Uncle Dick took my big sister Janie and I to the Rose Parade. We got to sit on camp stools, or Uncle Dick's shoulders. And eat cotton candy. They were two of the early loving influences I had in my life.
Aunt Rosemary was a school teacher, and had the most amazing art supplies at her house! They lived a few hours away, and we'd get to go visit for several days with the whole family. And we'd play and create! She encouraged my artistic exploration early in life.
We lost her several years ago, after a brief illness.
Another influence on my artistic exploration was my friend Sherri. Several years ago I serendipitously met someone at a photo copy shop, who invited me to join an art group meeting at her home, and Sheri was one of the artists there. I took a series of Visual Journaling classes from Sherri shortly thereafter, where we would play and create. Those classes, and the art group, began my exploration of mixed media which has become my passion.
Sherri was an encouraging teacher and friend. We lost her very suddenly last February.
This picture of a heart shaped rock wall, taken by my son on one of his trips, honors these two people who have been influences in my artistic life.
It has already snowed at the higher elevations, as you can tell from Mt Shuksun. The sun warmed the snow enough for a small avalanche while we gazed at the view and took pictures. It was a slight flurry of snow in one of the crevices.
This heart happened along as we wandered on one of the paths. Looking at the picture later, I see a few other hearts. It's amazing how they just appear.
It was a beautiful, peaceful, heart-full day out in nature with my husband. Life doesn't get better than this.
My Grandma Rose was an amazing woman, who made each of her grandchildren feel precious to her. It's a gift few have. This is one of the two photos I have of Grandma with me. My older sister Janie and I were having a tea party with Grandma. I cherish this photo.
Grandma survived the death of three sons in WWII, and her husband in a trucking accident, all within a few years. She was a strong woman who raised the remainder of her children as a single parent, including my mother, the baby of the family.
We lost Grandma when I was eight years old, but she has never left my mind. I've always considered her my guardian angel. If you look closely, you can almost see her wings.
This lavender plant was bought at the Cascade Cuts plant sale last spring, because it was named Jennifer. My daughter name. We lost her three and a half years ago. It was so lovely with pale leaves, that I had to have it. The blooms, when they arrived, were more blue than lavender on long sweeping stems.
We planted it in a pot on the deck and it's been blooming for months, and continues.
I have not been able to get a good picture of this plant, so this inferior photo will have to do.
By request, I'm sharing the recipe for Rosemary Cheddar Fingers. This recipe card was made for me by WildHolly last year - in real life Holly Gagnon, a friend from atcsforall,com. She's a fabulous artist and fabulous cook! I made these for the annual Halloween party with our art group on Sunday. I used reduced fat sharp cheddar, egg substitute, and organic butter, so they are quite healthy. And really are quite good!
My husband loves them, and as we ate the left over pieces with dinner tonight, informed me that we need to have them around all the time. Okay, sure. I'll show him where the recipe card is kept. *wink*
This love in a mist came from seeds shared by my Auntie Ruth, many years ago. I was thinking today that the many plants I have in the garden, from seeds or starts by various relatives and friends, is another way to honor and remember them.
I have no clue what type of mushrooms these are, but with the recent (and continuing) rain, they are popping up all over the back yard. The furry looking heads start to poke through, and then they split in to a spiky flower looking head. Wandering in the garden always brings new discoveries.
I started doing Hump Day Haiku with Carla Sonheim's Silly classes... and decided as a challenge for myself, I'll be creating Haiku every "Hump Day".