Aunt Jeanette writes this week:

We had grandchildren visiting us this summer for a while. In fact, all four of them were able to spend some time together and we had a wonderful time!

As we were driving into our garage after delivering the two older grandchildren to their parents, this Peter, Paul, and Mary song (from the 60s!) popped into my head. About the only signs of living things are the plants on our deck, and they were gone. If you have been reading my posts, you know we have had terrible storms here in Edgar, Neb., this summer. Our crops and gardens have pretty much been wiped out by heat, lack of rain, high winds and hail.

As we entered the garage, there were my plants, neatly lined up against the wall and protected from the elements. Now, you need to know some important background information. Every time there is a storm, Dan insists on putting all of my flowers inside. As the last storm was preparing to strike, I told him to just leave them on the deck because there wasn’t much time before the winds and hail hit. He did not listen to me and put them inside anyway – probably getting pounded with a few hailstones while moving them.

After Dan and I left to take grandkids home, the weather started looking rather nasty at our house. Our brother-in-law, Steve B., who works with us, must also appreciate the plants, because he moved them into the garage this time so nothing would happen to them.

I am so thankful I have people watching out for my plants and me! I guess I will try and keep this little corner of our world blooming a while longer.

Until we walk again …