I sure wish I could sit down and have coffee with the Pooh but just knowing we would if we could is enough for now. Since moving back near the old home state I have noticed so many things I would love to be able to share with my mother. The birds, my bleeding heart plant, my lilacs,violets, and lilies. The weather and sleeping with the attic fan on at night. How everyone here calls cicadas "locusts" and the slug trails on the sidewalk in the mornings. I guess I am just old and slipping back into my childhood. But regardless (or should I say irregardless) I love it here. Seems to appease my soul to be back where I started. I think I will be content to grow old here.
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*grins*
I was thinking about Granny this morning - about how she smelled and her little socks and canvas tennies and her pie crusts. *chuckles*
I think a lot about Pappy in the spring, too. I always think that he's the amazon-baby's guardian angel.
You remember the ivy in the hanging basket that I couldn't get to grow inside or hanging up on the porch? I put it on the ground, figuring I'd salvage the pot for something else. The blasted thing is probably 5 feet in diameter now. I guess it has a fear of heights...
The Lion King musical is coming to Austin in 2007. We should go.
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