Life has Curving Paths

 Ahhhh, a rose is such a wonderful pit stop every time I took a wander around the yard!

 But in the same way that every flower might hold a bit of a pest,

 we had a bit of a wrinkle in our trip!

I don't know if you can read the name tags we are wearing

but they are hospital visitor tags!

 My Dad had a spell and we rushed him to the hospital.

I'm glad to say that there are no lasting symptoms

and after a barrage of tests he came home with a passing grade on his health!

In fact, the doctors are amazed at how healthy he is at 86!

We would've liked to have what we already knew,

verified in a very different way!

I learned something else I already knew,

we are a very close family that works well together

even in a crisis.

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Pause for a grateful prayer here!

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 My Dad has grown dahlias every year for as long as I can remember-

 the sedum is getting ready to bloom,

 I was able to enjoy the last blooms of the clematis,

 and to eat fresh vegetables in the 'varmint-free' garden!

It is wonderful to have wildlife in view so often

but it isn't as much fun to share the garden with them!

Mom and I were able to do a bit of cutting and sewing for a table runner

I think we covered a lot of ground this week;

the best time of all was all of the shared space--

what a gift.