The time you devote to thinking about your legacy has a correlating relationship with your age. As one increases, so does the other.
Aside from my daylily obsession, I also scrapbook. I scrap because I have an natural desire to be a memory keeper for my family. Someday I know that I will not remember all the details of the everyday moments in my life, and I'll look to my scrapbooks to provide a visual reminder of our past as a family.
As I have grown as a gardener, certain plants have become pages in the scrapbook of my life in daylilies. I have gifts of daylilies from special friends who are no longer living. I have gifts of garden art that cherished people in my life have made. My son and I have created spaces in the garden where we have built many dirt tracks or miniature quarries. The garden is a living scrapbook.
When Kimberly McCutcheon asked me if she could give one of her 2010 daylily introductions my name, I was honored. This is a photo of it I took in June of 2010. You can see more about it here. It's now a piece of my legacy; a tangible item that can live on in this place and dance in a daylily garden when I no longer do.
Aside from my daylily obsession, I also scrapbook. I scrap because I have an natural desire to be a memory keeper for my family. Someday I know that I will not remember all the details of the everyday moments in my life, and I'll look to my scrapbooks to provide a visual reminder of our past as a family.
As I have grown as a gardener, certain plants have become pages in the scrapbook of my life in daylilies. I have gifts of daylilies from special friends who are no longer living. I have gifts of garden art that cherished people in my life have made. My son and I have created spaces in the garden where we have built many dirt tracks or miniature quarries. The garden is a living scrapbook.
When Kimberly McCutcheon asked me if she could give one of her 2010 daylily introductions my name, I was honored. This is a photo of it I took in June of 2010. You can see more about it here. It's now a piece of my legacy; a tangible item that can live on in this place and dance in a daylily garden when I no longer do.
Maybe it will grow in my son's garden someday. Then I can always be there.
I can only hope.
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