Star Gazing

A special gift of sympathy was given to me this week . A bouquet of flowers. I used the safety belt in my car in order to transport it down the gravel road without bruising the blossoms. In the bouquet was a Stargazer Lily; oh how I love them. Large, vivacious, and aromatic it sends it's fragrance out into the room and captures my attention every time I enter. It keeps me company by it's sheer perfume.

Many of us gaze at a star-filled sky. I would guess that poets indulge in the past-time more than others. A walk under a deep blue sky filled with stars at the end of summer or early fall is

like seeing a miracle, and if we are especially lucky, we can witness meteor showers. Out here in Big Sky country it is rare that we cannot see the stars, one of the many reasons I love it here.

Daily Haiku

in our star-filled world

we float towards a heaven

not of our making

**NOTE

Stargazer lilies originated in the late 1900s, making them a new addition to the more than 3,000-year-old lily family. Depending on their context and color, stargazer lilies can mean purity, sympathy, prosperity or hope. Though traditional stargazer lilies' petals have red and pink bursts of color outlined in white, stargazer lilies can also be solid white. Read more: What is the Meaning of Stargazer Lilies? eHow.com http://www.ehow.com/facts_5792067_meaning-stargazer-lilies_.html#ixzz0u5pT2uI9

Relining the Nest

With the warmer weather Snowy is shedding in hand-fulls. I brush her daily and always take out at least three brush-fulls. She leaves clumps of hair thoughout the house. Since Peter left she has been waiting for him to come home. I think she has finally adjusted; the other night she sat in his armchair stared at the upholstered back and then batted it with her paw as though she was angry wth him. I know how she feels.

Daily Haiku

they will line their nest
with a swathe of white cat fur
for a second hatch

Coronation Gold

With abundant moisture this spring and early summer the Yarrows are very majestic. Suited to our arid climate, they grow and bloom each year despite the whims of mother nature. Right now they are between 4-5 feet tall. The type that I planted around the house is called "Coronation Gold".

I am trying to reprogram my day and find things to do that I enjoy by myself and have no memories attached. At lunch I turned on the TV and went to Headline News; there I was lucky enough to see, live, the Queen of England address the United Nations. She is a remarkable woman and I admire her; people do not realize how hard she works. (I just wish she'd lose those hats!) A quote from her speech,

"the UN has moved from being a high-minded aspiration to being a real force for common good. But in tomorrow’s world, we must all work together as hard as ever if we are truly to be a United Nations”.

I remember her coronation in all it's splendor. It was one of my first experiences with television. Aerial on the roof, of course, we all sat in a darkened room and watched the Queen in her coach riding to Westminister Abbey in flickering black and white images. A far cry from the high definition color that I watch today. Coronation Gold.... a fitting flower for a Queen.

Myosotis Palustris

After a loved one dies we often look around for little signs of a spiritual presence whether it is real or fanciful. When my first husband died I found many signs, with Peter none until this morning. I have collected Portmeirion Botanic Garden for many years and we decided to use it every day and enjoy it instead of setting it all aside for guests and special occasions.

This morning I dropped a breakfast mug. The words I uttered are unprintable. I was about to throw it in the garbage when I decided to look to see which flower was illustrated on it. Then I got a surprise - Myosotis Pallustris - Forget-Me-Not. How appropriate for the day in which I went to the crematorium to say goodbye. I will never forget 36 yrs of marriage to a loving, kind, father and husband.

Two of my close Cheyenne friends were with me Charles and Donna Bearcomesout. I read the poem LOVE (July 3rd) and said a few words about Peter loving all his family, particularly loving his children enough to bring them up as a single parent - facing many hardships. Then Charlie talked about knowing Peter for many years and said a blessing for him in the Cheyenne language.

No Peter; anyone who has loved us as much as you will never be forgotten. Myosotis Pallustris.

Daily Haiku

tiny flower of blue

five-petaled face peeps at you

sincerity shines through

July Fourth 2010

LOVE

God is the ultimate expression
Of love in this world.
If we love ourselves,
Then God’s love is expressed
Within us, and through our actions.
If we love others, then we show
The face of God to them.
Only by love
Can our wildest dreams
Be realized.

© C. Valentine 5/2007

The Widow

The Widow

I am a widow
I will wear housedresses
I will mow the lawn in curlers
I will get a poodle named Curly
I’ll eat tuna casserole on Friday
Watch soap operas in the afternoon
When I die they'll say
She grew good lilies

Daily haiku
every memory
is a stab wound to the heart
when you lose your love