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From: Listen With Mother Stories
Ron's Rhododendron
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My brother in law is back in the hospital...bless his heart. This a flower he planted last summer when he was in relatively good health. Although I really have no idea what it is, I am calling it a rhododendron.
It is spring break over here this week as well. The grands are loving it!
Thanks for your suggestion about visiting the Orange Coast. We had it on our agenda...but after we left Louisiana a cool front came through...so we decided to spend our extra days in Florida later...where it was bound to be warmer (and it was!). We so enjoyed the gulf coast...and the beautiful beaches.
My Uncle Morrice Dean - we always say the Dean - was 10 years old when mama and daddy married. He was 11 when I was born and still young enough to get a kick out of pushing a giggling toddler around and around the house in a plain ole' cardboard box. Mama was only 16 when she married and left Oklahoma City and made her home with my daddy in Arkansas. Although she was welcomed by her new family, she was frequently homesick and would send for her baby brother to stay a few weeks with her. Clockwise from the top: Tallest is My Uncle Bob, My Grandpa, My Uncle Toby, My Mama Virginia, My Uncle Morrice Dean, My Grandma, My Uncle Ted. Morrice Dean was pretty much informally adopted by daddy's family and was a frequent visitor at the Middleton family home. He and Uncle Paul became great friends. He is most remembered by his always present glasses, wide smile, and free and easy disposition. Mama, Morrice and Paul (Paul says Mama's knees in his back really hurt) With
Somewhere there is a baby picture of me with my Mama and Daddy. They had me lying on a pillow in a straight backed kitchen chair outside Aunt Maggie's little house. They are both looking down on me and the photo does not show their faces. Of all these old pictures I have, I cannot find that one. It makes me sad. I can't find the picture of Greg and Cassie I have titled, "The Fish Story" either. So, instead I am showing a picture of my Mama with her Mama. Except Mama always had to call her Mother. She said she would not answer her unless she did. I always thought that strange as we never called her Grandmother. I don't know why Mama (and therefore me too) was so short. Grandma was fairly tall and Grandpa was a very large man. It is a funny thing about genetics, isn't it? I have uncles over six feet tall and my Daddy was only 5'7". And sometimes those blue eyes pop up in a family of brown eyed children.
I'm sorry to hear about your bil. What a lovely flower. We'll remember him in prayer. Pls keep us posted.
ReplyDeleteThat is a very pretty flower. I will keep him in my prayers also. I was happy to see you again. Rhonda
ReplyDeletehoping he will be okay...
ReplyDeleteI will be happy to pray for Ron. Let's hope he is out soon to see the flowers for himself.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry -- I do hope he is feeling better. That is one gorgeous flower!
ReplyDeleteSo sorry to hear your brother in law is not well. Hope he recovers soon. This is a very striking flower - the colours are absolutely beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI sure hope your brother-in-law gets well soon! Hope he goes home very soon and can see his wonderful flower while it is so gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteIt is spring break over here this week as well. The grands are loving it!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your suggestion about visiting the Orange Coast. We had it on our agenda...but after we left Louisiana a cool front came through...so we decided to spend our extra days in Florida later...where it was bound to be warmer (and it was!). We so enjoyed the gulf coast...and the beautiful beaches.
Great swimsuits!