gratitude friday 2/19
I am grateful for a loving heart. Always and ever plumped up and restored by the loving loving loving embrace of my friends and cherished family. It’s a true thing, I am not a loving person all by myself. I respond, like a sunflower. I have learned to turn my face to the love, to the light, to the joy. And that’s a good thing.
Did the annual magnolias photo shoot with Rose yesterday. As we have done since she was a toddler, we found the best peak-blooming magnolia trees (on people’s front yards—very different from Brooklyn Botanical Gardens and Sacramento’s Capitol Park, but we adapt!) for our shoot. And Rose still climbs into the trees.
I asked her yesterday to please keep doing this with me until I die. And she agreed; said she’d wheel me to the trees if/when necessary. Funny.
Here are a few of the pix:
