As her birthday passed in March and her name day approaches next week, I keep remembering all the moments we spent on her farm in a little Czech village Habrina.
When we picked way too many over ripened strawberries a few weeks ago, I immediately though of the delicious jam she used to make. I looked up recipes, but it was amazing how deep inside me, I remembered every step as I went along with the process.
She was watching over me!
Every time I weed my beautiful flower garden, every time I pick veggies from my veggie garden, every time I interact with a beast farm animal I think about her...
The photos are from summer 2007. Miss you babi.
RIP 2009
4 comments:
Beautiful, Jana. I am celebrating today that my grandparents will soon move close to us. I will be asking you to capture us (especially Nate) with them.
Wow, what a beautiful way of celebrating your grandmother - in thought, in photos, in gardening, and in jam. I too think of my mom every time I get dirt in my nails and across my face. She's present in my life as is your grandmother.
xo so
wow! your grandmother is good information to you!!
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