Gifts of flowers

(text copied from babasiga blog)
Everybody hurts...sometimes
from w
The R.E.M. song is sometimes in my head - ever since a time in 2000 at a wedding when we danced to the song, our grief still raw. Anyway, we did have a good day yesterday, remembering, after ten years. The first visitor arrived at 8.30 with a lovely gift of a pink rose to plant in the garden. During the morning many friends called and we shared stories. The men made a lovo and then the kava was flowing. The last visitors left about 10 p.m. after a tiring but rich day in stories. I realize that the song still has relevance as so many people have grief and burdens that are hard to let go, illnesses, quarrels not yet healed, guilt about bad decisions, loneliness, bereavement, and these are only people who have roofs over their head and three meals a day. What about the others - those on leaky boats, those without shelter or clean water!
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Later, Monday
It's all action today with the shifting of the old washing machine, painting the laundry floor, putting in Musu's machine which was in the garage. A man's job so I can just play about on the computer! The lounge room now has several bunches of buds opening out, other flowers and a rose plant. So I took a few photos and altered them.