We buried my father's body yesterday but his love will remain alive in our hearts always. As a Korean War veteran he received a full military burial including color guard, taps and a 21 gun salute. It was a fitting way to say good bye to such an honorable man.
Now our family must go on and find our new normal. For me that means heading out to the garden. It is one of the strongest connections I have with my father and I know it will be the place I feel his presence most.
He prided himself on his green thumb and I know he was pleased that I inherited it from him.
This metal bucket was my grandfather's from his days with the ATSF railroad. I resisted the urge to put a few holes in the bottom to use as a planter (in hopes of preserving it) for the longest time but finally decided that it was better to use it with love than keep it safely put away.
I am so glad I did...I love the cottage charm it adds to the simplest annual planting. My husband put together a couple of raised bed planters so today we will add the soil and begin our summer vegetable garden. He also sectioned off a section for a picket fenced cutting garden. Exciting stuff, right?
Enjoy your weekend...I hope it's delightful!