Time Petals

close up of yellow and red roses opening in a bouquet

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem.

It’s been a week since my birthday and the delightful bouquet of red and yellow roses to enjoy each day in the center of the table. Each petal unfurling and folding away from the continuing blooming of petals. I’m so glad for the time with Greg and Stacy, so much to share and plenty to laugh about. Time just keeps unfolding, never letting us savor the moments, but instead leaving traces of distant memories that we retell. Greg got to see the dirt road his brother Jake would descend as a teenager in his old Tempest, hoping to elude the police, probably for speeding. We all miss Jake, and all the stories that go with him.

Of course Greg has his own stories, but I’ll let him tell you.

And Stacy and Greg got to meet Guthrie, the cuddly, goofy teddy bear of a dog. Today, Grampa posted this photo of a cuddle in the family chat– you can only see my hands– the rest of me is Guthrie! You can see the cat behind me on top of the couch. Fortunately, we’ll enjoy this memory as a daily occurrence for a while!