It is distinctly springlike in London today. The sun is beautiful but there is a sharp wind blowing. The sky is a pale blue, streaked by high clouds and lower clumps that threaten afternoon rain. The clematis is blooming. I didn't prune it back last year but it doesn't seem to have suffered – it is reaching up the high walls and looks gorgeous.
It is Mother's Day today. Mum didn't want to go out – she insists on cooking – so I'll take a gift for her. Goodness knows how the day came about – there are dozens of theories – but from the days when I was a little girl and pasted coloured paper petals on to a card for her, it meant something good. It was a day for kind gestures and thanks. It still is.
My friend, SS, has sent some flowers to his late mum's best friend to place on her grave. I was telling him my plans to visit my mum and dad today when he and I spoke in the week. And then I remembered. He was OK, didn't seem upset, just told me what he planned to do.
hey mell, i remember those paper petals well, the glue would always seep through & ruin the effect. i am cooking for my mum & stepdad this pm, i better get started, hope you have a lovely day with your mum. x
ReplyDeleteThe glue was weird. Do you remember that Copydex stuff? We used to spread it over our palms, let it dry and then peel it off, pretending we had awful diseases.
ReplyDeleteHope your cooking went well, dear NMJ, and that you had a lovely day with your mum, too. My mum cooked a lovely meal; she liked the flowers I bought for her. I bought myself a small bunch of tulips while selecting mum's flowers – couldn't resist.
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