Bad Dreams In the Middle of The Night

Woke up just a bit ago with a horrible bad dream. You know the kind…..that leaves you shaking and feeling funny in the chest. It was so bad, I called son on the intercom and told him and asked could he come and sit with me for a while. Been a long time since I have had such a nightmare. Maybe it was riding out last nite to see the lights. Or maybe it was the eggnog. Or maybe just plain tiredness.

We sat there in the kitchen with only the soft lights that stay on all the time lighting the room because…lol..son didn’t want Jack to get up thinking it was day time and time to get up and play. Son opened the door to see how much snow. This is a much gentler storm than the other night I can tell you, though we have already gotten several inches.  Son had worked s hard getting everything shoveled and now it was all white again.

So, I have laid back down and am laying here trying to soothe myself so I can go back to sleep. I thought I would share with you pictures of my roses I used to grow. When we lived back east, I had a lot of rose bushes and climbing roses, ranging from the Lincoln Rose to the Kennedy Rose and just plain ole hedge roses. I used to ride around in my power chair and take care of all my plants. I loved to cross-pollinate the roses and make new colors.  I had one rose that looked like a candy cane…it was red and white.

Anyway, I thought I would share a few pictures of them. I so love plants and gardening. I used to buy petunias from the store and then cross pollinate them with my wild pentunias…which smelled like honeysuckle. I had some of the most beautiful colors. I loved the ones that were one color with dark outlines on the tips.

I pray the pictures fill your head with the soft sweet smell of the roses. If you look closely, you will see some of the wild petunias mixed in and even some honeysuckle in there. When we moved onto the property, there was three big trees and that was it. When we moved out here,  I had I think it was sixteen rose plants, a fence row of honeysuckle, mimosa trees, 356 canna lilies, day lilies beds with heirloom lilies in them, a fruit section with apple, pear, plum and orange trees and many more. I spent a lot of time just riding around taking care of them and also with my birds.

Son was always so amazed because the birds seemed to know me and would fly right up to my face and make sounds. One day, we were in under the carport and I heard my birds and asked my son to look around the corner and see what was wrong…I told him that was a distress call they were making. He told me that he saw nothing but I knew something was wrong and went around and looked. Son’s jaw dropped when he saw a bird fly right up to me crying out and then towards the bird house and back to me. Out of one of the bird houses was a snake hanging and the bird was telling me. Son grabbed a hoe and snatched that snake out and killed it. He said he had never seen birds do like they do with me.

Well, now that I have entertained you with flowers and birds, maybe I can attempt sleeping again. Nite all.