The Archway of Grace.
This climbing rosebush is simply magnificent. I don't remember exactly when we got this rosebush. It might have been a birthday present for me and my guess would be that it's been here for about 7 to 8 years, maybe a little less. At some point when it started climbing Shawn had the idea for it to span the gateway to our backyard. Well, here we are, this year, and I just can't get enough photos of this amazing beauty.
Wishing I could flow with grace like this beautiful tree is.
Today is my husband Shawn's Rebirthday. This is the first day of a new year of life for him and is significant on so many levels. He's been to hell and back and now he's back baby! (as George Costanza would say)
It's a rebirth for both of us and our relationship together. There's been some struggles and challenges but each one has been a teacher, leading to less struggles and challenges every day. Each day is better than the previous.
So, Happy Birthday Baby. This next year will be amazing, there's no doubt. I love you more than ever.
I've been dying to get some shots of one of these trees for a few years now. Finally. My friend said it's called a Tulip Tree but I'm curious to find out its real name. This one was so pink. The flower petals look so soft and if pink had a smell it would come from these flowers.
Happy Ostara. Ostara is the pagan/wiccan holiday for the Spring Equinox. When light and dark are balanced. It's a time for fertility, rebirth and new life.
This is pretty significant for us this year. Shawn's life, my life and our life together is in a stage of rebirth. It's all new. The movement he is now experiencing in his legs is a rebirth in his body. There's a new life for me as a caregiver. Shawn came home just shy of two weeks ago as the world around us was starting to awaken. It's like a shedding of the old — the illness, the surgery, the hospital, making space for the new — healing, strength, overcoming all of this.
Each crocus, daffodil, hyacinth and pansy that has bloomed in the past two weeks overcame the hell of this past winter, being buried under 2 feet of snow at one point. And we have overcome the hell of this past winter and are now blooming as well.
