I had a great post ready earlier and was about to post when “it” happened. You see I was using WP “New Post” feature on the tool bar. It started well, like a great first date, then I noticed there was no auto save or save draft feature. That is when the date went bad like week old sushi because mid-post Windows 7 decided to update for no apparent reason. Computer updated. Post gone like a ghost into where ever lost posts go. I tried to recreate the magic of the first post to no avail. So tying into my last post theme of the color yellow is a replacement post. Not as yellow, somewhat more subdued or as we say this side of the creek, a “Meller Yeller” or a few roses for those on the other side.
I was making a delivery several years back when I came across these understated yet beautiful roses. The fence in the picture looks like it is old but is in fact old wood used to make a decorative accent to a small flower garden. I used my now unusable PowerShot G3 in this shot. I miss my G3 and am glad Canon fixed a design flaw it had on the later generation PowerShots. I am however looking for a way to fix it but I am happy and feeling blessed with the cameras I have. So here is some Roses along the way.
As I was sitting here shoveling chow down my neck, thinking about my next step in project due tomorrow, I thought looking at some past pics would slow me down and save me heartburn later. So here a one or two from the way-back files till time permits me the opportunity to catch me some fresh captures.
In one of my last posts I spoke of several conversations not-so-distance past and the topic of someone close to our being who had died. One of those conversations was with someone who had lost her Daughter recently. I have suffered the loss those close to me but never someone who, in a very real way, was a part of me. Though I am effected greatly in the loss of those within my sphere this Lady was invested in the life lost completely body, mind and soul. In other words if this was a poker game, and the chips were down, she was all in.
In the conversation she told about some of the flowers in her garden and pointed out a Rose bush her Daughter had giving her. Below is a photo I took of a Rose bush the daughter gave to her mom several years ago. As I looked at this picture I decided to look up the meaning of a yellow rose. One interpretation had these among its meanings: A Promise of a New Beginning, Welcome Back and Delight.
After this brief but life enriching encounter I came away with a new perspective on this mystery we call life. I cannot go into detail about the conversation but I can tell you I have a lot to learn about giving Grace and accepting it.