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People seem to love it or hate it; or so I’m told.  But I say, don’t give rhubarb a raspberry, give it a try.

Summertime is a time when almost everyone thinks of simpler days gone by.  For me, that includes remembering the wonders of rhubarb.  As children, my sisters and I loved to rip a piece out of the ground and just chew on it raw.  No harm there.  An established rhubarb plant can take the tugging, and there’s a good dose of nutrition inside.   Raw rhubarb is a great source of Vitamin C, Vitamin K, Calcium, Potassium, Magnesium, and Manganese, as well as chock full of dietary fiber.  

Want to introduce some nostalgia into a summertime picnic?  Hilda’s rhubarb crunch is from the 1970s, and still gaining compliments.

IMG_0039I didn’t want to write today.  I felt empty.  Down-in-the dumps.  What’s the point?  What do I have to say that anyone wants to hear.

I meditate.  I read some of my book for book club.  I read some of novel I wrote.  I read some blogs.  I discover a new blog through my link-up with Laurel’s Gratitude Monday.  It’s “Mother of Nine.”  Rather than inspired and gracious, I feel frustrated and jealous.

I feel even less motivated to write.  Woe is me; I should make myself some Tear Water Tea.

I go outside to work on my water garden.  Physical labor is what I need.

Each spring, I must re-level the pond edges.  Winter freezes, thaws, heaves, and settles my creation.  Water is the great revealer.  Water seeps from the low spots.  Water points out I am no longer near perfect in my creation.

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Completely on accident (I only hung them here to dry) my gloves reflect my woeful mood.

I lug rocks and shovel dirt and check with my level.  I am ready to fill up again.  This year I will build a retaining wall in hopes of staving off winters damage.

I am hot.  I am

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English: Group of girls from The Madeira Schoo...Beanie asked me to join her and several of her friends for a girls night at the movies, a girls night out to see the movie, Moms’ Night Out.  I know, a little confusing.  But that was just the beginning.

 

Beanie my raucous girl.  She makes me laugh until tears stream down my cheeks.  I imagined for Moms’ Night Out  like Bridesmaids, or maybe the women’s version of The Hangover.  Funny, but raw.

First of all, Thank you Mom, for providing such a beautiful template to follow.  As we all say, “If my kids someday feel about me the way I feel about you, I will have succeeded.”  Patient, kind, loving, hard-assed, and occasional screaming banshee fit thrower.  You expected the best from me and gave me your all.  Thank you!

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In no particular order, here’s what came to mind Sunday afternoon:

  1. Good knees:  So many people I know suffer from weak-knees (literally and figuratively.)  I’m thankful my literal knees are holding up so I can Zomba, hula-hoop, move rocks, lift weights, and climb hills.  I thankful for strong figurative knees, too.  I can thank Mom for teaching me not to be weak-kneed.
  2. Noosa yogurt :  Ooooo it’s the best.  Noosa is so smooth and rich, it’s like eating the full fatted yogurt.  Yes, it’s 280 calories for 8 ounces with 14 grams of protein.  Add some wheat crackers and I’ve got a good lunch.
  3. Thick hair:  A little thinning, but still thick.  Yes, I must use a shine enhancer and pomade to keep those wiry silver ones in place, but a least they are there.
  4. Thoughtful children:  I am exhausted from the pampering of four grown children and their families.
  5. Koi:  They survived the winter and a couple of hungry hawks that are still circling my water garden.
  6. Houseplants:  I have a continuous supply of green all year long.  This week they are going outside for their annual adventure in the wilds of nature.
  7. Duckyisms:  Ah she makes me laugh.  Today it was, “I’m as sharp as a doorknob.”  Me too, Duckie, me too.
  8. Chocolate:  Especially with caramel, especially with nuts, especially dark, or milk, or semi-sweet.  Especially.
  9. Church:  A place to worship, meditate, meet friends, and play my flute.  What a great way to start each week.
  10. Laurel:  You remind me to start each week focusing on abundance.  Life is good.Check out who else is on the Gratitude Monday Link-up.  Monday, Monday, You can trust that day.

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