Thanks again, Candace, for evoking a wonderful memory. I read your work because it reminds me of the wonderful things I experienced during my career, and those wonderful memories are what make other memories more bearable.
My 3 year old daughter played under a poinsettia tree in our Blantyre, Malawi yard, where she searched for flying ants to eat. Poinsettia red, the blue jacaranda petals that covered the streets and sidewalks, the avocados that fell with a bang on our steel roof in the morning, our African yard was a place of beauty.
Sometimes, when the snow hangs on here until late April, I miss that Malawi yard where my tow-headed little butterfly dined on her savory prey.
Thank you for sharing such an evocative memory of your own, Switter -- I can almost hear the avocados falling myself, and as the blooming of the jacaranda trees (and subsequent falling of their petals) is one of my favorite times of year here in Uruguay, I can picture that carpet of purple-blue as well. It absolutely seems like the kind of home that would stay with you long after you said goodbye to it.
As you know, emojis are not only welcome here on Dandelion Seeds, they are encouraged ;) Thank you as always for your support, my friend -- both in words and emojis! 🙏🙏🙏
I'm so glad you love the photo too, LL -- I knew I had to find a way to share it here, as it was the inspiration for this entire essay series, so a sneak peek post felt like the perfect way to do that 🤍
Oh my, that book recommendation! I immediately checked it out of the library (digital edition is the only one available) and it's fantastic. I can definitely see the similarities with what you're doing in your work.
Oh yay! You're going to love it, it's such a visual feast. Even just getting the book out again last night to write this post reminded me of what a work of art and heart it is, enjoy!!
Thanks again, Candace, for evoking a wonderful memory. I read your work because it reminds me of the wonderful things I experienced during my career, and those wonderful memories are what make other memories more bearable.
My 3 year old daughter played under a poinsettia tree in our Blantyre, Malawi yard, where she searched for flying ants to eat. Poinsettia red, the blue jacaranda petals that covered the streets and sidewalks, the avocados that fell with a bang on our steel roof in the morning, our African yard was a place of beauty.
Sometimes, when the snow hangs on here until late April, I miss that Malawi yard where my tow-headed little butterfly dined on her savory prey.
Thank you for sharing such an evocative memory of your own, Switter -- I can almost hear the avocados falling myself, and as the blooming of the jacaranda trees (and subsequent falling of their petals) is one of my favorite times of year here in Uruguay, I can picture that carpet of purple-blue as well. It absolutely seems like the kind of home that would stay with you long after you said goodbye to it.
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(Yes, I only reply using emojis now. I am everyone's eccentric uncle on Facebook.)
As you know, emojis are not only welcome here on Dandelion Seeds, they are encouraged ;) Thank you as always for your support, my friend -- both in words and emojis! 🙏🙏🙏
Then I shall use emojis in the way a mutual good friend of ours uses exclamation marks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yesssssss!!! 👏👏
The photograph. Oh. Wow.
I'm so glad you love the photo too, LL -- I knew I had to find a way to share it here, as it was the inspiration for this entire essay series, so a sneak peek post felt like the perfect way to do that 🤍
Love the picture! What a great inspiration. ❤️ Now I have to locate the book recommendation!
Thank you so much, Sheila! And I so hope you're able to track down Vivian's book as well, it's such a visual feast to savor 🤍
Oh, now I can't wait!
Can't wait to share it with you, Roseanne! 🤍
Oh this is so special Candace. Thank you for sharing it all. Awe is such a powerful force.
"Awe is such a powerful force." I love how you put that, Amanda, and I'm so glad you enjoyed reading this! 🤍
Without a sense of awe and of wonder, we wither away. Thanks for reminding us.
This is great, context is everything!
I'm so glad this resonated with you, Donna! 🙏
Oh my, that book recommendation! I immediately checked it out of the library (digital edition is the only one available) and it's fantastic. I can definitely see the similarities with what you're doing in your work.
Oh yay! You're going to love it, it's such a visual feast. Even just getting the book out again last night to write this post reminded me of what a work of art and heart it is, enjoy!!