Monday, September 7, 2009
That afternoon on the way home, I was still venting (just a little . . .) about the wasted time for so many people. Jamie, with a twinkle in his eye, said, “But Grandmama--I felt so LOVED!”
Such a great attitude. I think I need to go to Jamie for some life lessons.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
I was fascinated with the large chenille plant on display in the horticultural center. The word “chenille” comes from the French for caterpillar and refers to a fuzzy, decorative cord. The plant is also called cat’s tail, fox’s tail, caterpillar plant, and Philippines Medusa. (Thank you, Mr. Google.)
The plant’s fuzzy flowers are amazing; they take me back to the days of the chenille bedspread. Bet the gkids can’t summon up an image of chenille bedspreads--or even the kids! What a generational allusion. I can not only see the bedspread, but I can feel the imprint on my face after an afternoon nap.