Memorials for Memorial Weekend
Not a big fan of cemeteries.
I know… really, who is?
Every year at this time I go and clean up around the cemetery plots of my family. I cut back the overgrowth around the marker, sweep, pick up the leaves…. and yes I plant a flower or two. Every year I think at this time that I will be sure to come back weekly throughout spring summer and fall – and I will keep the flowers watered, and I will continue to clean…. but in all reality…. life just does not always allow for me to do this.
So this year, I took my sister Tara’s old wagon out of storage. I put a layer of rock in the bottom, filled it with soil and miracle grow and planted literally a wagon load of her favorite flower, pansies. I then took an old wash bucket, prepped it the same and filled it with zinnias for my mom. I incorporated my dad in all this by digging through his old tool box and finding plane that I used to prop up the wash bucket so it sits at a tilt.
I put both of these items in my front yard with one of the Adirondack chairs near by. This is in remembrance of my family. This I can see each day, care for each day and water as needed. This… I love.
The cemetery I will continue to care for… but I know they are not there. I wait for the day that I will see them again.
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