Don’t you love it? You’re in need of something–you don’t how exactly what, but someone comes alone who’s experienced what you’re going through and gives you a suggestion. That happened this week when Ada, an author/visitor on my blog, suggested a liniment she’s used for years for an ailing hip.
Sure enough, my hip is ailing. I obtained some of the liniment and am noticing improvement. Networking helps us find information. And the old-fashioned word-of-mouth still works.
Last year, my good friend moved away from our town, leaving me her cute little red chair and flower box. Right now it’s full of kale and spinach, and as cute as ever near the path on the south side of our house.
In the process of planting seeds in this box, I discovered some synchronicity. On one side underneath peeling red paint, an imprint labels the wooden box as a WWII grenade box!
I had that “Wow! moment when I could barely believe my eyes. This happens to all of us, right? And these moments are the frosting on the cake of life.
Here’s to each of us having many synchronicities, especially during this time of distancing.
I had forgotten that it was a munition box! So glad you have it! Love it’s location, you could use a little bench right there to sit and contemplate that lovely walkway. (And pick kale…and snack on sprigs of spinach!) ?
Where did you get the box, Holly?
What an interesting find Gail! That will be a treasure. Glad the liniment helps! I pray the pain will vanish permanently.
Cute chair and box. I love your pathway.
Thanks…only took 14 years or so to get it together! (:
I love it! How very fitting for a historical novelist to have WWII ammo box as a garden box. What a friend!
What a neat coincidence. I think that little box has found the perfect home!
Me, too.
What a great surprise! You are the perfect owner for that historical piece.