Stop and Smell the Flowers This Summer

On Sunday evening, we visited some elderly friends, Bill and Leola. Bill is a retired scientist and will turn 94 this summer. Leola is Bill’s broadly-educated partner who, in her late eighties, still gardens, reads, stays current on politics and world events. We talked about many things during our visit and Leola insisted on taking me out to their substantial garden for a bouquet of peonies and iris.

I love these little reminders that taking time for beauty, for growing things, is what summer is all about. As is life. Enjoy.


  1. I love this post because it reminds me of a great aunt who always insisted on a tour of her flower gardens. There’s something soothing about such a tour, connecting to the beauty of a peony or an iris or whatever flower is nurtured. Just the other evening, my husband and I took the time to view irises planted along a corner lot in Faribault. I’ll be posting about that. Thanks for the reminder to slow down and smell the flowers.


    1. You’re welcome! I had an aunt who was also very proud of her garden. She also grew sweet corn and when it was ripe, she would call up my parents to come over and she’d make a huge pot of corn on the cob. My dad would eat until he burst. Which just means there’s a lot of beauty and goodness beyond the flowers. Stop and eat the corn, too.


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