For Ailsa…..
Flowers
Wordless Wednesday
Travel theme: Seeds
Thank You – All
All my love to you out there in the blogosphere! We are so lucky to have each other in this supportive community. Today it was my turn to feel your warmth and sympathy, as I have lost a dear friend.
You being out there…listening, reading…I so appreciate your kind thoughts and words. I want to believe Anita is – someway, somewhere – aware of them as well.
Thank You All ♥
My Oldest Friend
Last night I lost my oldest friend, Anita. We have known each other for more than 40 years, and never lost contact. A tough lady, redheaded and strong willed. In the beginning, when we worked together, I was a bit afraid of her harsh speaking and straight forward attitude, but soon learned she had a heart of gold.
We found we had the same interests – birds, flowers and dogs. We had so many good laughs together… with some spring birdwatching and dog walking and talking…How I will miss her. So much. My eyes seem never to get dry.
She had no children, no family, only a brother – sharing the same mother but different fathers. Anita had such style and good taste, and her brilliant knowledge in so many areas took her to the top of entering a TV show. And I am missing her happy, low laughter too. My friend, Anita.
People could always turn to her for help – she helped others far too much and kept too little for her own needs.
The phone rang early this morning. I had not slept well for several nights, because I had been sitting by her side, watching her fade away. All her life she had been the master and commander of her own life, working in Italy and Switzerland, and back home again. The last two years she lived at a home for elderly people with dementia – and could no longer decide over her own living or doings. Her ”inmates” did not speak much, and there was nobody interested in dogs or flowers, or birds. And Anita was a social person…She never found a new friend there, and every time I came visiting her, she said she wanted to leave. And to have a dog again.
She had many dogs throughout her life, and a kennel for several years – pugs. She imported a great bitch from England, and with her and her offspring, she won everything – home and abroad. Stockholm, Oslo, Berlin…in short, a champion kennel.
To be allowed to stay at this home, she had to let go of her last dog. That was a devastating blow to her spirit, and she never really recovered from it.
I miss you very much, Anita. Thank you for letting me know you, for keeping me warm by your fire.
WPC: Heritage
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My grandmother could mend any damaged or wanting tree or bush in her large garden. Anything touched by her loving hands would live and flower again.
This may be a simple pelargonia, but a living heritage from my beloved grandmother. She treasured her flowers very much, and used to get cuttings from old friends and relatives. I inherited all grandmother’s pelargonias, about 15 plants, and I am proud to have preserved them for 30 years now. This particular white one was her favourite – White Mårbacka. I have also got a powerful red one and from the start I also had an orange variety. Sadly, I have lost that orange one – I hope she forgives me…
She had these plants in all her windows, and I learned, already as a little child, how to prune them and plant cuttings. My guess is that these flowers date back at least 60-70 years, or more. A living remembrance of my grandmother, Signe. I talk to them and think of her.
Travel theme: Garden
For Ailsa’s Travel theme – I picked my favourites. A Japanese Garden and a Swedish Garden – The Garden of My Dreams.
For more gardens, click the link above.
See You Soon!
Time for a short break. Time for National Tests in school and also some days off duty…I went back to work in October and, as usual, the most buzy days are in April and May.
May you all have a great celebration around May 1! Let Spring bring some warm winds now, replacing the rain, snow and hail we have had for some weeks.
For the first time ever, my beautiful magnolia started to unfold…just when Winter decided to return. So, she is standing here, displaying a sadly black and withered sight. I will just have to show all her usual splendour. Glad to have a camera and old photos these days…
Wordless Wednesday
Travel theme: Colours
For Ailsa’s Travel theme this week – Colours!
In the header, the tunnel of film story in Sweden.
Lhasa, Tibet…
…and Spring of course!














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