The flowers in my mother's garden bloom still like in my childhood. They are sown and cared for with the same love...
It's nice if some things do not change. They are an anchor in the stream of life...
How beautiful all together... Wild yet cared for... Lovely! Your comment about certain constant things being like an anchor in life... Beautifully put.
Instant fav. My mothers garden was thus so. It was her love and reason for getting up,each morning. My love of photography is relatively new but goodness I could have spent hours there ... hindsight and wishful memories.
I'm not sure which came first - the thoughts or the picture - but how well they compliment each other. I love your photo and for the connection as the anchor. One I will remember.
@Weezilou
It is difficult for me now to find for you the right words. It's about very personal matters. I think everyone loves his mother in his own way. Perhaps we show our affection, gratitude and love too little. I do not take me out of here. I think you're a wonderful and nice person who gives a lot of love. Feel lovingly embraces.
Thank you so much to all of you for so nice comments!
Thank you all for your so nice comments! :)
Thank you, Kerri, Jo and Madeleine, for your nice comments!
It is difficult for me now to find for you the right words. It's about very personal matters. I think everyone loves his mother in his own way. Perhaps we show our affection, gratitude and love too little. I do not take me out of here. I think you're a wonderful and nice person who gives a lot of love. Feel lovingly embraces.
Yes, my mother has a lovely garden.
And I hope very much that it stays like that for many years...