December 21, 2021
Reflections, Day 71
“The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.” ― Pablo Picasso
The first picture is from December 2016. Margot’s age was two and three quarters years. We were preparing to plant some pansies so she could watch them grow.
The fertilizer pellets had been spread on top of the soil.
“Is that bird seed?” she asked
“No, that’s plant food.”
“Do plants eat?”
I like to plant flowers with her every now and then. It gives her a concept that will last her the rest of her life.
This year her age is seven and three quarters years. (The three quarters makes a tremendous difference I have noticed).
This year we planted tulip bulbs from Holland. She dug some holes and we put in some bulbs and some fertilizer. Her daddy dug a trench with a mattock and we put bulbs in with fertilizer. The trench made a crescent around the outer base of a cherry tree that she calls her “birthday tree” because it blooms on her birthday.
We stood back and looked when the planting was finished.
“I can’t see anything,” she said.
“You will have to stare them up.”
Then she ran off to play with Ama.
That’s them in the second picture.
Two very special ladies who laugh a lot.
The days are getting longer