|Somehow the Morning Glories and Roses are still giving a lovely show through this summer of heat, humidity and d.r.o.u.g.h.t.. We had rain today but much more is needed.|
When I was a child, our next-door neighbors were an older couple that were like grandparents to me. Mrs. Paul was Lithuanian and a wonderful cook. She would often send over plates of food from her kitchen for us to enjoy. She made pierogi unlike any I have ever had since. They were filled with pork, simmered in water and served with butter and sour cream. I will forever have that taste in my memory!
Mr. Paul had the best garden I ever saw! He used every inch of space on the side of their house in a typical suburbia home in the 60's. Many times I would sit on a lawn chair and help them shell peas, often spilling the bowl and having to gather them out of the grass.
Perhaps I love Morning Glories so because Mr. Paul would always greet me with a cheerful,
"Good Morning, Glory!"
Joining Mary @Little Red House for Mosaic Monday!