With Love, From The Garden

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I planted my vegetable seeds last Monday, so I wasn’t expecting any newborns until tomorrow at the earliest, (especially after that weird snow day – See What the Snow?). However, when I went to water my seed tray on Sunday, I found two little leaves poking through the dirt!

Hi there, early bird!

Hi there, early bird!

I’m pretty sure it’s a radish, but I’ll have to wait and let it grow a little bigger before making a positive identification. I can hear all the pro-gardeners now, “Why didn’t you label your seed grid??” What can I say, I like an element of whimsy in the garden!

While the arrival of this green bundle of joy was already a surprise, this little guy made me smile even more because he is shaped like a heart. How cute is that?! To celebrate, I had to write a little haiku for my early spring miracle:

Cold and white, snow fell
Still, I grew cozy and warm
Heart of green, spring love

With love from the garden.

I ❤ Sunshine!

Hopefully, this year’s harvest will be plentiful. I planted beans, peas, radishes, zucchini, cucumbers, cantaloupe, tomatoes, green peppers, and a wide array of wildflowers, (including sunflowers). This year, I actually started my garden at the right time for Arizona. May the beans grow tall and the peas vine!

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c.b.w. 2013

Little Gifts, Big Heart

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This Christmas was the first I’ve ever spent without my Grandma, but in keeping my promise to her, I celebrated with a lot of love and laughter. It was a beautiful Christmas filled with family, friends, and wonderful gifts.

One of my favorite things about my family is how we all put so much thought into the gifts we give one another. I don’t recall ever receiving a gift I felt was haphazardly chosen or thoughtlessly wrapped. No matter how small, they all mean something and are personal, which makes them that much more special.

My husband in particular puts an incredible amount of thought into the gifts he gives. Not only does he always find the perfect thing, but he is also creative in how he presents his gifts. I never know what to expect and this year was no different.

For a few years now, I’ve been an avid fan of Simon’s Cat. I’ve posted videos here on my blog and shared links on Facebook for this adorable cartoon cat. He cracks me up and I think he’s just the cutest thing! Little did I know, he’s even cuter in person. When I came home from a little Christmas Eve get-together, this is what I saw when I turned on the lights:

Meow! Is there food in here?

Meow! Is there food in here?

Hee hee! Simon’s Cat was on my table and causing mischief in my stocking! Now I know why my husband had to run back into the house before we left for the party. He set the whole thing up because he knew it would make me laugh. The gift itself was wonderful ( I really wanted a plush Simon’s Cat!), but the fact that he went to all the trouble to make it funny means the world to me.

Simon’s Cat is already getting into trouble. By Christmas evening, he found my knitting. I think we’re going to have a lot of fun with this little guy!

Bad Kitty!

Bad Kitty!

If you’ve never “met” Simon’s Cat, here is one of my favorite videos:

Humor aside, my husband also thought to give me something very meaningful. I once wrote about a compass necklace I wear every day (See Finding True North) as it is something that holds some deep significance to me as a traveler, explorer, artist, and human being. In addition, the pendant now has further meaning as it now holds a special memory of my Grandma that was made shortly before she passed away.

After more than a year of daily wear, the chain has weakened and the finish is quite worn. I still love everything about it, but I’ve become increasingly worried about losing it due to snapped chain or jump ring. It was definitely time for a new one and apparently my husband agreed.

During the week leading up to Christmas, he joked that the present I was shaking was something that “sometimes knots together,” so I walked around thinking it was yarn (Ha! I really have knitting on the brain!). When I opened it, I realized he was referring to a chain just like the one he’s had to untangle countless times. My new compass necklace is very similar to the original, but also very different.

A new compass for a new year.

A new compass for a new year.

As I embark on a new year and a new phase of my life, I leave the old compass behind and embrace the new. A thoughtful gift, indeed.

My heartfelt thanks to a man who knows me better than anyone and never ceases to amaze me. I love you.

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c.b.w. 2012