A very cool movie theater posted on facebook that a favorite movie from my childhood would be playing for one day only. Not going was out of the question! There were girls in period costume, special occasion buttons for movie goers, and assorted memorabilia on display. Who knew that Pollyanna author Eleanor Porter was a local literary treasure? And that there is an organization that works to keep her legacy alive? I had no idea.
So, in keeping with her sentiments, I thought I’d follow Pollyanna’s “glad game” lead and give you a tour of this week’s garden highlights …
The excitement of real fruit in my own garden!
The peonies have returned in profusion, thanks to the worm castings donated last year by my neighbor, a bait wholesaler. (I highly recommend worm castings as a fertilizer — powdered gold! No clumping or fermented odor.) I wish I could share the flowers’ scent here — it’s spicy and sweet.
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OMG, Sandra, your comment could not have been more perfectly timed to make me feel glad! Thank you!
Lisa: Thought of you during meeting at UMass Memorial two weeks ago. I love the flower composition on this site. Hope to see more of the children you have photographed. Would also like to read your writing.
As soon as I saw your post title I was transported. I LOVED Pollyanna. And thanks for reminding me and sharing your little glad game.
My youngest son just planted his strawberry plants and they’re cool to see the berries starting to pop out. My peonies are way behind yours, but I’m excited to see them in bloom also! Love the colors of yours!!
Hi Lisa — Strawberries and peonies! What could be better! Yes, the glad game is the best game, and ever-more important as we get older. My Monday started off with an impromptu chat with 2 neighbors who were sitting on their front stoop as I was leaving for work. I could have just rushed off, but that little pause was a gem of a way for me to start my day.
Oh, Kathryn, I love that gem that started your day! It seems that so many things that we used to take for granted have become rare harder to come by. Mike and I have started evening walks, now that the weather is so lovely. Last night we decided to try a different route and walk to a friend’s house to see if he was around. He was and the visit was a delightful, unscheduled treat. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment.