A Sweet Fragrance ~

  "Can words describe the fragrance

of the very breath of spring?"

Neltje Blanchan

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The lilacs are from a bush

my paternal grandmother planted

sometime before her death at the age of 45

in the year of 1922. The bush remains at the edge

of the woods and produces a few blooms each year.

A lovely reminder of a woman that loved flowers. 

The Imaginary Voyage ~

I imagine

my grandmother

at the age of 3

sailing from Sweden

to another world across the sea

I've no way

of knowing whether

she actually sipped tea from

this delicate cup with the spring violets

 

I do know she loved beauty

practiced hospitality

and lived kindly

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 Be not forgetful to entertain strangers:

 for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.

Hebrews 13:2