The year after Grandma Gladys died, Aunt Betty sent me this little crystal ball that I'd given to Grandma years before. It's been in my possession now 20 years. I've placed it on the shelf in the bay window beside the picture of her son, my father - gone now 15 years. I love the glitter it has borrowed from the sun to toss across the shelf, across my heart._________________________________________________________
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"God has given us our memories that we might have roses in December."
J.M. Barrie
This beautiful picture of your "Crystal Ball" memories brought this quote to mind.
Thanks for sharing your December roses with me. Brings back the fragrance of my own December rose memories. Ah, sweet!
Oh Cuppa - Thank you :0)
Think too, of the prisms of light in the rainbow, catching raindrops, then vanishing. We must be alert to such enchantment, like you've been here, Cathy.
How beautiful, both the photo and the thought it brought to mind.
I absolutely love this one.
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