Thursday, May 24, 2007

Rhubarb Time

I love this photo. It's taken in my vegetable garden. When my husband and I moved to this house, mom dug up one of her rhubarb plants and gave it to us.

Since mom died, most days I feel like sitting in my chair and crying all day. I'm trying to find healthy ways of dealing with her death and I'm looking for comfort where I can find it. A couple days ago I was thinking of how good mom's rhubarb pie was. I remembered how she left her gardening shoes at our house so they'd be available for her whenever she visited. Then I got the idea of taking her shoes and posing them in places on our property where she comes to mind. So instead of crying all day, I spent a couple of hours and several rolls of film taking photos.


sue said...

How about pulling & freezing that rhubarb, so when you get to missing your Mom, you can bake something with it?

easyjourney said...

Hi Wendee! What a great idea about the shoes! I am sorry you are still crying, gentle hugs.
Yummy I love rhubarb pie.
Have you been able to do any art?
Take good care, Astrid

easyjourney said...

Feel the love that surrounds you, you have a lot to share, Wendy! Hugs to you Astrid

JoAnnA Pierotti said...

Hi Wendee, so glad to see your blog up. I love this picture. It's very cool. And I can so relate to you about missing our moms. Life will never be the same, that is for sure.
sending you hugs...and may I link your blog on mine?

JoAnnA Pierotti said...

oh, and I forgot to say, I have a pair of my mom's shoes I kept. The only thing under our Christmas tree this year was her shoes. They kind of travel around the house.