My neighbour, years ago, in Windsor Park/Calgary, was a small lady in her late 70s.
Mrs. Carr, was always cheerful! Always working in her garden.
A garden not bigger than 15’x20’! However, Mrs. Carr, had it meticulously divided, and admiringly planted, with: zucchini, potato, carrots, peas, beets, turnip and rhubarb!
Neighbours’ kids used to raid her garden at night, and she.. knew!
How did she know?! Evidence from a previous night’s misconduct, was all usually scattered along her neighbours’ lawns in the morning. Discarded of carrot tops, dilapidated rhubarb leaves..you get the picture.
Mrs. Carr, did not complain to the parents. And when she used to come for a visit, knocking on my door, on those early summer evenings, proudly carrying a ginormous potato 🥔 between her hands! I’d ask her about it! And she used to simply shrug it off and say ‘that’s what the garden is there for 😊’.
As for I, and in exchange for Mrs. Carr’s generous gifts from the garden, I remember, the one evening, when she spotted a few mason jars that I had repurposed, on a shelf in my kitchen. I had added autumn leaves to some, and Mrs. Carr, thought that was the most artful thing she’d ever seen! However, knowing her, I believe, she appreciated the practicality, more than esthetics! So I gifted her some.
This repurposed mason jar I kept, and which I regularly use to this day, is a sweet reminder, of Mrs. Carr’s generosity! But not only just her generosity! It’s a reminder, of the sweet simplicity of life, which we all need to perhaps, become coincided with…these days.
Mrs. Carr, worked hard in her little garden. All while_to my own personal astonishment when I first met her_ her hair, was all curled up with pink hair rollers! I will never forget that picture!
She was, simple, generous, petite, incredibly hard working, always smiling and she also…smoked like a chimney!
I am glad I am reminded of her today. And I hope, learning of her, brings a little uplifting vibe, to your day too! 🍂