Missing My Dziadziu

My grand pop on East St; my maternal grandpop, left for heaven 48 years ago, he passed on a week before my eldest brother ‘s wedding.

It’s a shame: he was the greatest guy. Loving, kind, gentle…even would let me count the freckles on his thinning hairline.

Miss sitting with you out back in the yard .Will love you forever.

Double Trouble

Here is the infamous Mama Christmas cactus.

Here is this year’s new baby Christmas cactus. I am going to treat it the same way Mama gets it.

It’ll be curious to see if the same treatment will give me the same results.

I know the routes the poinsettia take. That is a given by this point of my life. It’ll be interesting to see the results.