A RETIRED NEWSWOMAN, I live in a wooded creek-valley in a semi-rural township in Ohio, in a county that borders the south shore of the Great Lake Erie.
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WHAT FUN TO RUN ACROSS THIS PHOTO I TOOK SOME YEARS AGO AT A FRIEND'S MAPLE SUGAR HOUSE. At the time, Bob told me he liked that photo very much because it was US! ... happily in harness together for work or play, for many years. AH, YES.... What a memory and what a blessing among so many blessings for so many years.😊W
For the last five summers of his life, zinnias and sunflowers grew in large containers on our deck, where we could see them from almost anywhere in the house.
It was an accidental flower garden, actually meant for vegetables. A few years before the flowers occupied that deck, Bob had worked all winter making large, self-watering containers. He placed them on the deck, in hopes of having a summer-long vegetable garden convenient to our kitchen.
A great idea, but the vegetables didn't thrive in the containers. Bob was disappointed.
One day I looked out at the deck and saw those useless containers, still filled with dirt and nothing else; and I had a brainstorm! Zinnias and sunflowers! After all, Bob loved them; and they weren't picky growers--just plant the seeds and give them sunshine! The flowers thrived and grew like they were meant to be there.
I've been lying in my bed, wide awake. What is keeping me awake? A long, slow sunset, echoing its glowing, rosy color all around the valley in what I call a "ring-around-the-valley" sunset... rare and lovely and most often seen in valleys like my own. I didn't want to miss a bit of it, and it went on and on and never lost a bit of depth and color. Now suddenly it's gone. I can close my eyes and sleep. Good night again.