My dad’s socks in one of his dresser drawers at the manor. His last name is written in marker on the top.
It’s sad how a senior facility, for some, is the last place they go. And in it, you resort back to the way it was when you were a kid at the first place you go: preschool or kindergarten. Your name has to be written on everything that’s yours: socks, shirts, pants. Even my dad’s TV set now has his name written down the side of it in permanent marker.
I saw an older lady in the hallway with a purse. Her name was Irene. I knew this from the piece of tape on her purse. In a way, maybe this isn’t so others know who we are or what is ours, maybe it’s so we never forget who we are.
There isn’t much to my dad’s room at the manor where he is staying, but it was nice to come in and see these photos on his nightstand that my sister had brought in for him.
That’s his parents in the background on the right. Then there’s a old family photo up front. My dad is the older boy standing between his parents. The picture is minus one uncle, and I learned today that Grandma was pregnant with him in this photo.
The collage on the left is of me, my brother, and sister through the years. I made it for dad for Christmas several years ago.
Today I took a brief walk down memory lane and was disappointed to find only memories there.
With April being my birthday month and Easter, years ago when I lived at home there was a time when I would get a baby bunny or a baby duck as a gift for either occasion, from about the time I was eight years old until I was in probably fourteen or fifteen. I had several bunnies and ducks at one time that had all been hand-raised. We got them at a local farmer’s feed and seed store called Pennington’s. My father did a ton of business there back in the day. It seems like Pennington’s was a weekly stop for us when we “went to town.”
It’s still there today in downtown Dyersburg, and today I stopped in hoping to find a cage of bunnies or ducks. I wanted to pet or hold one and snap a photo. But they don’t sell them anymore. My sister and I took a quick look around. They still sell seed and fertilizer and flowers. It smelled the same, but didn’t look as big as I remembered. Everything looks bigger when you are a child.
But I still snapped a few photos and we bought a potted flower and stand for my Dad.
I rarely take photos of the front yard unless things are blooming. Besides a few daffodils, there isn’t much out there but we still have two beds to be proud of. We cleaned them out last Saturday too, and I even put my flower pots back up on the porch. I planted irises and lilies in them last year instead of the annuals I used to put in them that never last long.
Our cat loves to sit in the window and talk to the birds who stop by that feeder.
You get two pics today! The one above is an iris bed which we built around a cherry tree in 2012. It had some beautiful irises last year and I’m hoping for the same again this year in about a month or so.
The pic below is another bed we call “the peanut” because of it’s shape. It’s the center point of our backyard and was installed in 2010 as a birthday gift for J. It’s also home to our Harry Lauder Walking stick tree, two buckthorn bushes, some ornamental grass, and lots of flowers. Bunnies also usually make a nest in it each year for their babies.
On Saturday, we got out not only to enjoy the weather but to clean up the yard. We raked the flower beds, mowed the back yard, trimmed back the fence row and the ornamental grasses. We filled 9 bags full of leaves, limbs and dead grass. It was kind of like picking up after Ole Man Winter and Mother Nature had a party. But now the yard looks great and is ready for spring! I’ll be posting some more hints of spring the next few days.
This is another look at the back yard and how it’s changed in just a month. It’s really greening up. The bare vegetable garden in the front is still an eyesore, but it won’t be for long! We’re hoping to plant vegetables in early May.