You are everywhere lately. My peach tree is growing actual peaches, and I know that would have just tickled you pink. Every time we discuss how the hydrangea are growing in, what the tomatoes are doing, how the mint is taking over the yard, I know how you would have liked to be a part of that discussion. Bartleby is still my constant gardening assistant and companion, and he loves to lie amongst the strawberries and lettuces (our arugula is growing like a weed!) just after I water.
Last week we spent the weekend at Mom's, we went to Bloomin Haus and got tons of hibiscus and impatiens, and planted all the planters on the deck. We used the marble chips you got to facilitate drainage in the planters, but where were you, Dad, cutting the circles of screen for extra draining guarantees? We skipped that step - none of us could bear to do it.
Lately I've been seeing Allium around, blooming in many neighbors' yards. I remember we used to have a few and you were crazy about them; I'm going to plant some bulbs in the fall for you. I have a running list of things to plant that I think you would like, including some fancy tulips, columbine, and so on.
It's been a mostly warm and lovely May, and it would have been an incredible golf month. My train ride takes me by Glen Head country club daily and I always think of you as a skinny teenager struggling to lug around people's golf clubs.
The world is definitely still falling apart, Dad, so no changes there. But our world is also a hot mess. Eliot is dying, and so is Mom's friend Paula, and it is a lot of pain and grief all at once. I know you would remind us that life isn't fair as a means of getting through this brutal period, but at the same time, I am not sure that we need life to be rubbing it in quite so much.
On the plus side, next week is our five year anniversary. We had talked in the fall about having a party, but without you that doesn't feel right. So Idriss and I are going upstate for the long weekend, to the deep countryside, and I am so looking forward to time to relax and reflect and be away from people.
I love you so much Dad. I miss you so, so much today and always. Love M
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