Oh Shar, Your opening paragraph touched me so much I have tears!
They are not sad, they are tears of pure Awe and admiration.
Smiling as I visualise you watching for her. Also seeing her in front of you on the mountain.
What a beautiful way to remember Aunt Bett. Always enjoy reading your stories of
her and all that you have learned...in the proccess learn a few things myself.
...Surely I hope someday you will be blessed with a GD to pass on the pretty blue flower earings.
so cute! As well as the memories you are so lovingly writing and telling us.
I was delighted to see back to back stories this week...
Can hardly wait for the next.
...just to hold my anticipation will have to read this one again.
I could not have said it any better!! I love Aunt Bett stories and this one has one of my favorite plants in it. I canot tell you how excited I was to see little blue flower sticking out amongst other flowers the other day and realizing it was my plumbago that I thought has died!! Sharon you make me wish I had an Aunt Bett growing up!!
Ahhhh, Marie...sweet words.
And yayyyy for your plumbago. I always wondered how such a pretty flower could have such a sort of masculine name. Well, to me it is a masculine name.
Thank you for writing, I always love to hear from you.