Another one from the old photo albums. This is in front of our house I grew up in, and I was about 2. This was “my” red bud tree and I loved it for many, many years. You can still see the patch of dirt near the mailbox where I planted by tree over 25 years ago.
I loved working with mom and Gram in the flowerbeds on the rosebushes. What a great mom- she gave me her glove (that goes up to my elbow!).
What can I say? I’m still a clutz….
On our trip to Lake Tahoe, I laughed at H for being a tree hugger. This was the biggest tree he’d ever seen.
I even hugged my little bushes when I first planted them almost 3 years ago. I needed them to grow fast and big!
That loving must have been good, because look how big it is now! I just need the smaller bushes and the ones we planted last year to grow this big too.
GOOD NEWS OF THE DAY: Dad and Brenda are off on their first kid-free vacation in a long time.
