Just Sunday, that’s all…

I spent the entire day with one of my oldest friends. We had lost touch for many years but picked up the thread as if it were only hours between chats, and not the chasm of time that separated us.

It was my fault. I wasn’t there for her when she needed me. I apologized and she forgave me.

So simple. True. Honest. Authentic.

Here are three of my favorite things to celebrate and be grateful for on this kind of overcast and cloudy Sunday.

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Pictures of a Garden Rose

…from many perspectives.

 

Drinking from a small Waterford crystal pitcher.yellowishrose6Sunshiny orange and yellow.
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yellowishrose7Warm temps and big surf. Just another winter day in SoCal!

What’s your Sunday?

 

Alabaster Blooms

UPDATE:

I just found out that it’a Giant Spider Lily (Crinum asiaticum). 

I don’t low the name of this plant; it was here when we moved in twenty-five years ago, but it blooms every summer and the fragrance is strongest after the sun sets.

How about helping me solve the mystery — if anyone knows what it is, please let me know!

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