For the last decade, I have had the pleasure of looking after an elderly widow who lives across the way. Well, all except the horrible wear and tear on my Snapper mower around her gravel drive.
Mrs. Byrd has quite a "green thumb" and was as elated that I found her flowers beautiful enough to photograph as I was to do so. When I'd show her the pictures, she couldn't resist keeping her fingers off. I've no idea how many times she would exclaim, "Ain't my God good!"
Today, she has Alzheimers and will very soon need 24/7 care. But she still lives at home and they let her drive the roads. A concerned neighbor said something to me about it and I replied that she drives slowly enough and has driven all her life. Maybe she'll be okay...if she doesn't see something jump out that isn't there. He agreed.
Mrs. Byrd has asked me to look out for the elk that's been eating her pears...maybe I can get a picture of it.
...As we say in the American south: "Bless her heart."
So all my thanks and appreciation to Mrs. Byrd for the hundreds of exposures I've taken in her yard and the years of joy being a help to here, even if the "joy" wasn't much fun sometimes.
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