I think of Life as a very long road. As I look back I can see that the one ahead is much shorter. That being so, this will be a more personal journal along with artistic endeavors past, present and future. And as that road shortens, I pray that I travel it gracefully. Most of this will be of interest only to me, but you are certainly welcome in my world.
Friday, March 30, 2018
At the Window
At my little kitchen window I'm still able to grow my African Violets. I've always had good luck . I'm convinced my grandmother gave me her blessings at growing them.
I've painted violets so many times and still love them.
Dear BJ - it certainly looks like you inherited your Grandma's talent for growing African Violets. My grandma grew them beautifully as well - me - I just can't seem to get them to bloom. Hmm does that mean I didn't inherit this gene :)! By the way love seeing your window.
Dear BJ - it certainly looks like you inherited your Grandma's talent for growing African Violets. My grandma grew them beautifully as well - me - I just can't seem to get them to bloom. Hmm does that mean I didn't inherit this gene :)! By the way love seeing your window.
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