Thank you Annie for sharing that!!! Funny and sweet! I lost my mother the day after my 11th birthday 40 years ago this summer and she would have been 92 on August 20th. A few years after she passed, I was looking in her old recipe box (her hiding place) and found a poem she cut out of Women's Weekly. The poem was called The Monkey's Viewpoint. I will never forget the words to that poem that I had heard since I was about 2 and still know it to this day. I learned a lot about the mother I only had till I was 11 and I treasure that part. Your poem reminded me very much of my mom and I seem to remember her reciting that very poem to me at one time too! Again, Thank you Annie.

Virginia Garden

This is a picture of my Grannie, taken in 1985. Those glasses had clear lenses - not prescription. She wore glasses when she was a young woman to correct her lenses, but later she didn't need them. She said that she felt "naked" without them, so her doctor made her glasses with clear lenses to wear after that. In nearly every picture she is wearing glasses. I never knew she had 20/20 vision. Mother told me her "little secret" a couple of years ago. Silly little Grannie.
She hated her red hair all her life, so almost always kept it short and hidden under a big hat.

She passed away in 2000 at the age of 102.

What a sweet soul! Like who I would imagine Ann of Greengables to be like at that age.:)

Annie- Thank you for sharing the poem.

I hadn't heard the poem before, but I recognized the subject line...my grandmother used to say that all the time, but she'd say "My get up and go just got up and went" LOL

Thanks for the reminder and I miss my grandmother, too :)

Boy, your Grannie must have had a lot of good livin' in 102 years! That is fantastic! What a great photo of her Annie. Here's to Annies Grannie!

Her mother, my Great-Grammie Lamb, lived to 104!

LOL, I seem to be using that phrase a lot lately, What a great lady your grammie must have been,I would have loved to have met her. Them's great genes you have my friend.

Annette

What a nice grandma! Keep gardening, it's great exercise and will keep you fit and healthy. enjoyed your poem :-)

Annette,
yes, those Lamb & Gird genes are something else! All mother's family lived to a very old age, and apparently, as I've traced the family genealogy of various branches of mother's family, and it has been so for eons.

My mother is in her mid-80s, still sings. In fact, she is quite the debutant all around these days, performing with bands. EVERYONE loves her, and her singing! I expect she will also live to be a grand old gal.

On one visit out to California to see my Grannie, she gave me her birthstone ring since I was born two days after her birthday. Grampa had it made for her back in the 1930s. The gemstone was from his gemstone mine (which was later sold to Tiffany). She told me: "I want you to have this ring now before I get old and people start stealing things from me." BEFORE SHE GOT OLD? She was 89 at the time. Now, that is what I call a young-hearted woman and what an attitude!

BTW, My Grannie was a very kind-hearted person and well loved and respected by all, but I think Grannie would be the first one to chuckle at hearing anyone refer to her as "sweet" or "nice". We always called her our "Cute little Grannie", but I never heard anyone use the terms "sweet" or "nice". (LOL)
No way! She was a little spit-fire and always spoke her mind. She had that British attitude not to be reckoned with!
Mama says I am "just like her". Ya think?

She was and still is my inspiration to be a Cottage Gardener. (which is why I posted all this). She gardened 3 acres of flowers, trees, shrubs, cactus & succulents, a citrus orchard, and several other fruit trees, and grew grapes. She kept a cow, geese and chickens and helped Grampa with his bee colonies and they harvested and sold honey for many years. She continued to do all this, and more, up until she was age 100, at which time she "Bossed" everyone else on how to do things, using her cane to point at things she wanted worked on and completed - no nonsense! She NEVER gave up! And she smiled to her last breathe.

So when I read the topic posted about starting over at age 57, I had to chuckle, thinking of my Grannie.

NEVER, EVER give up Gardening!
~Annie