Two Mothers Remembered
by Joann Snow Duncanson
I had two Mothers-
two Mothers I claim
Two different people, yet with the same name.
Two separate women, diverse by design,
But I loved them both because they were mine.
The first was the Mother who
carried me here,
Gave birth and nurtured and launched my career.
She was the one whose features I bear,
Complete with the facial expressions I wear.
She gave her love, which follows me yet,
Along with the examples in life she set.
As I got older, she some
how younger grew,
And we'd laugh as just Mothers and daughters do.
But then came the time that her mind clouded so,
And I sensed that the Mother I knew would soon go.
So quickly she changed and turned into the other,
A stranger who dressed in the clothes
of my Mother.
Oh, she looked the same, at least at arm's length,
But now she was the child and I was her strength.
We'd come full circle, we women three,
My Mother the first, the second and me.
And if my own children should come to a day,
When a new Moth
er comes and the old goes away,
I'd ask of them nothing that I didn't do.
Love both of your Mothers as both loved you.

It was amazing on a rainy day to plant seeds, dig in the dirt and anticipate our beautiful flowers and a few veg! Reminiscing about gardening was the most magical part!

A wonderful concert from MacPhail featuring Irish musician, Patsy O'Brien. 

These were a few of our favorites!
​Bunny Riddles
Q: How can you tell which rabbits are the oldest in a group? A: Just look for the gray hares.
Q: What happened when 100 hares got loose on Main Street? A: The police had to comb the area.
Q: Why did the mother bunny rabbit build herself a new house? A: She was fed up with the hole thing!
Q: How do you know carrots are good for your eyes? A: Because you never see rabbits wearing glasses!