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Monday, May 30, 2016

FRIENDSHIP ROSE

Mary Marcia
America's STORYTELLER
Telling Untold Stories in Photographs, Prose and Public Speaking


Link:  http://tellmeastory-marcia.blogspot.com/2016/05/friendship-rose.html


Today I'm sharing a blog I first wrote in March 2014.



FRIENDSHIP 

Relationship between two people
     affection
        sympathy
           empathy
              honesty
                 compassion
                    understanding
                       fun
                          trust
                             faith
                                love
                                   caring
                                        



"But friendship is the breathing rose,
with sweets in every fold."

Oliver Wendell Holmes
(1809-1894)
American physician, poet, professor, lecturer and author.


Hand-picked Roses.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood


There is a time when mothers and daughters become friends

If we try to be friends when our girls are too young, they lose a mother.  

Then who will be their mother?  


Being a mom is often a thank-less job, but not always.

My daughter, Faith, gave me red carnations for Valentine's Day.  They bloomed for 19 days.    
  

Faith's Gift.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood


This week, Faith gifted me with a beautiful bouquet of flowers that she hand picked from the florist:  red, yellow, ivory and lavender roses and a red carnation.

Faith's Gift.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood

I arranged each flower carefully in two of my favorite blue-and-white vases.  I gently touched the precious petals, and drank in their fragrance.  I brushed my hand across the rosemary in the pot next to the roses. It's scent lingered on my hands.  For one brief moment I forgot about the snow covered ground outside my kitchen window.


My Kitchen Window.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood

"Why beautiful flowers again?" I asked my daughter.

 "I just wanted to thank you for taking me to divisional championship swim meets, Mom," said Faith.





Going to swim practice and swim meets is something we always do.  It's nothing out of the ordinary.  

What's extraordinary is a young woman who brings gifts (purchased with her hard-earned money) to her mom, and to countless others.  Only God knows each act of kindness Faith bestows on others.  One day He will reward her openly for her acts done in secret.

I'm proud to share that Faith earned medals in every event she swam at division championships.  She trains hard every day at swim practice. 

I'm even more proud, in a godly way, of the way Faith lives her life in service to others.  

      
Faith's Gift.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood


Faith's Gift.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood


    
Rosemary & Roses.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood

  


Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood
Thanks 
for 
stopping 
by!

Come 
back 
often, 
and 
invite 
a friend!


     Mary Marcia
Mother to Kristin, Benjamin, Sarah & Faith
Grandmother to Joshua, Megan, Emily & Caleb
 


America's STORYTELLER
Telling Untold Stories in Photographs, Prose and Public Speaking



Link:  http://tellmeastory-marcia.blogspot.com/2016/05/friendship-rose.html

Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood

Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood



Wednesday, March 5, 2014

FRIENDSHIP ROSE

Marcia Norwood
America's STORYTELLER
Telling Untold Stories in Photographs, Prose and Public Speaking

http://tellmeastory-marcia.blogspot.com/

FRIENDSHIP 

Relationship between two people
     affection
        sympathy
           empathy
              honesty
                 compassion
                    understanding
                       fun
                          trust
                             faith
                                love
                                   caring
                                        



"But friendship is the breathing rose,
with sweets in every fold."

Oliver Wendell Holmes
(1809-1894)
American physician, poet, professor, lecturer and author.


Hand-picked Roses.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood


There is a time when mothers and daughters become friends

If we try to be friends when our girls are too young, they lose a mother.  

Then who will be their mother?  


Being a mom is often a thank-less job, but not always.

My daughter, Faith, gave me red carnations for Valentine's Day.  They bloomed for 19 days.    
  
 
Faith's Gift.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood



This week, Faith gifted me with a beautiful bouquet of flowers that she hand picked from the florist:  red, yellow, ivory and lavender roses and a red carnation.
 
Faith's Gift.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood


I arranged each flower carefully in two of my favorite blue-and-white vases.  I gently touched the precious petals, and drank in their fragrance.  I brushed my hand across the rosemary in the pot next to the roses. It's scent lingered on my hands.  For one brief moment I forgot about the snow covered ground outside my kitchen window.


My Kitchen Window.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood

"Why beautiful flowers again?" I asked my daughter.

 "I just wanted to thank you for taking me to divisional championship swim meets, Mom," said Faith.





Going to swim practice and swim meets is something we always do.  It's nothing out of the ordinary.  

What's extraordinary is a young woman who brings gifts (purchased with her hard-earned money) to her mom, and to countless others.  Only God knows each act of kindness Faith bestows on others.  One day He will reward her openly for her acts done in secret.

I'm proud to share that Faith earned medals in every event she swam at division championships.  She trains hard every day at swim practice. 

I'm even more proud, in a godly way, of the way Faith lives her life in service to others.  

      
Faith's Gift.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood


Faith's Gift.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood


    
Rosemary & Roses.  Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood

  


Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood
Thanks for stopping by!

Come back often, and invite a friend!

Marcia Norwood
Mother to Kristin, Benjamin, Sarah & Faith
Grandmother to Joshua, Megan, Emily & Caleb
America's STORYTELLER
Telling Untold Stories in Photographs, Prose and Public Speaking





Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood

Copyright 2014 Marcia Norwood



Saturday, September 28, 2013

R O S E S

Marcia Norwood
America's STORYTELLER
Telling Untold Stories in Photographs, Prose and Public Speaking


Rose Harvest at Norwood Gardens


Knock-out roses begin blooming in spring, and continue blooming until the snowfalls here in Missouri.  I cut roses (Knock-out, Hybrid tea, and Climbers) from April until as late as December. 
 
Knockout Roses in Norwood Gardens, Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood

Copyright 2009 Marcia Norwood

CLICK on each photograph to enlarge.
Armed with  
scissors, 
garden shears 
and   
garden gloves
I cut rose 
blossoms and 
hips, (the fruit of the rose),
and collect them in baskets.  


Roses dry on an open weave cloth on the counter.  Copyright 2009 Marcia Norwood

Roses dry in baskets, and on open weave fabric/cloths on the counter.


Copyright 2009 Marcia Norwood

"God gave us memory 
so that we might have roses in December."


James Matthew Barrie (1860-1937)
Scottish Dramatist and Novelist best known as the creator of Peter Pan


Copyright 2009 Marcia Norwood

"It will never rain roses:
when we want to have more roses
we must plant more trees."

George Eliot (1819-1880)
English Victorian Novelist,Pseudonym of Mary Ann Evans



Copyright 2009 Marcia Norwood



"Truth and roses have thorns about them."

 Henry David Thoreau
  

Copyright 2009 Marcia Norwood

"Marriage is like life.
It is a field of battle, not a bed of roses."
 Robert Louis Stevenson



Copyright 2009 Marcia Norwood



"There is nothing more difficult 
for a truly creative painter 
than to paint a rose
because before he can do so 
he has first to forget all the roses 
that were ever painted."
Henri Matisse (1869-1954)


Artist regarded as the most important French Painter of the 20th century.




Yellow Roses from my garden cut for arrangements.  Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood




  Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood


Yellow roses were used to convey happiness
light
friendship and 
new beginnings 
in ancient times.






  Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood

Although In 18th century Europe, the message of a yellow rose changed to something a little darker.





 

  Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood

By the 20th century the most accepted message moved back to something joyful.














Mixing yellow roses with other colors carries significance:
CLICK on the link below or COPY & PASTE the link in your browser:  

 http://www.ehow.com/about_6618897_meaning-yellow-rose_.html








  Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood
   
CLICK on each photograph to enlarge.

The rose is a flower of love.

  Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood
The world has acclaimed it for centuries.
Pink roses are for love hopeful and expectant.

White roses are for love dead or forsaken,
But the red roses
Ah - the red roses are for love triumphant.
 A yellow rose means true friendship.


  Roses from Norwood Gardens.  Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood










 





















Give her two roses 

(one red and one yellow) 
each with a note.
The first note (with red rose) says: 
"For the woman I love." 

The second (with yellow rose):  
"For my best friend."

 
Thanks for stopping by!

Come back often, and bring a friend!

Marcia Norwood
America's STORYTELLER
Telling Untold Stories in Photographs, Prose and Public Speaking

Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood