The term ‘eye candy’ is one that I came to late in life but I’ve always been a glutton for colour.
Mother had a big thing about ‘eye appeal’ when it came to food and always had a pot of herbs on the go to ‘garnish’ plates that she felt needed a bit of a lift. I loved being the one to dash out the back and bring in a sprig of parsley, some chives, feathery fennel or maybe a mixture of everything and watch her transform plain to picturesque.
These memories of Mother are like interlopers on what I intended to write. Funny how that happens. I guess it’s because she appreciated the little things and life is made up of tiny, tiny moments which we need to appreciate as they are so precious.
So, I will just savour this moment and I hope you stop and appreciate a tiny memory from your day, week, life or loved one who has died but certainly not without leaving lots of shared moments to treasure.
Best candy ever!! Thank you
Thanks so much.
Beautiful, a plant I’ve not seen before.
It’s fabulous, Criss, and comes in lovely shades of pink, purple, white and red. Shade suits it so that makes it even better.
I’ll have to look for it and see how it will go in my climate, sub tropical. Just love it…
Life is made up of memories..We just loss our beloved niece to Alzheimers she was only 56 yrs. We do have fond memories of past years especially when she was a youngster, then as a young woman, a wife, mother , a sister and a friend to all those who knew her. She will be missed..She also loved to garden…
Oh Joni, I’m very sorry to hear of your precious niece’s death.
I’m glad you have all those great memories. xxx
Great memories💛
Thanks Reena. Lovely to hear from you. Hope you have a peaceful day.
Wow, lovely, lovely flowers.
Beautiful memories, beautiful flowers 💝
Good timing. I don’t know why, but just the other day I found myself thinking of my mother and how she used to have a vegetable garden. She loved that garden, and we all loved having those nice fresh-picked veggies. It’s strange how such memories work themselves into our minds at the oddest times.
A lovely memory and a lovely image Jean.
Your mother was an artist. I agree that on the plate – food is nice, but presentation is everything!
Jean,
What a beautiful and colorful picture! Thank you for sharing.
It’s funny how you talk about memories. As I am out and about on these lazy summer days, I am remembering my mother and how we used to sit on her screened in porch and drink lemonade.
Nancy