Saturday, January 01, 2011
Who Will Remember?
Who will remember that though December 2010 was one of the snowiest Decembers in a long time, by January 1, 2011, all the snow was gone?
Who will remember when I got those starts of an orange-blooming Christmas cactus from a co-worker and rooted them?
Who will remember that on January 1, 1926, my grandmother started her diary by writing,
“Of course this is the day for resolutions so will try to make this diary less a chronicle of work done and more of the development of the children and also will try to keep it up to date and not let it slide a week or then fill in forgetting some of the most interesting things. But it really is a task, this keeping a diary. I have so many tasks that have to be done that if I am not in the mood for writing, or get too tired, it is so easy to let this slide as no one is going to make me keep it. However Gilbert gave me this little book for my birthday and I want to keep it to read over in my old age and recall these days when my family is young and so interesting and pesky!”
Who will remember my entry in my brand new 10 year garden journal for January 1, 2011?
“Rained around midnight. Hard to tell thunder from fireworks shot of by people south of here across the creek. All the snow of December is gone. The orange blooming Christmas cactus has buds on it, will be the first time to bloom for me."
Who will remember?