Little purple pansies, touched with yellow gold,
Growing in one corner of the garden old
We are very tiny but must try, try, try
Just one spot to gladden, you and I.

In whatever corner we may chance to grow,
Whether cold or warm the wind may ever blow,
Dark the day or sunny, we must try, try, try
Just one spot to gladden, you and I.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Happy Birthday, Garden Hose!

Today is a great day to remember Grandpa- the other half of Grandma. Today he would be 83 years old. Happy Birthday! I love the story about Grandma introducing Grandpa to her grandfather. She introduced him as Gordon Cowles. Her grandfather, pretending to be harder of hearing than he actually was, responded, "What, Garden Hose?" Probably a very appropriate name for Grandpa!

Grandpa always wanted to help Grandma relax more, sit back and enjoy life. Grandma likes to keep busy, serve others, and do new and interesting things, all which helps Grandma enjoy life! I can remember him singing with his deep bass voice around the house while Grandma was rushing around trying to get ready for this or that. It did not relax Grandma! But what a kind attempt.

A couple of Sundays ago, we were looking at pictures Andrea scanned of our family when we were kids and we were reminded of his camelia corsages he made for us to wear to church on Sundays. Some were pretty huge! And the netting was so itchy. But we knew they were made with love to help us enjoy the beauty of nature and his hand as the gardener. I hope Grandpa is sprucing up some spot in heaven with some beautiful plants and flowers, singing in a deep bass, "Oh What a Beautiful Morning," as he works! Happy Birthday, Grandpa!