 | The Unexpected Gift | for Julie's contacts |
That happened to me today and I'm deeply touched beyond words right now! This afternoon a package arrived via UPS that was addressed to my son. Often our kids continue to send their packages here since their current living conditions can't really be trusted for such things, so I sent him a text letting him know whatever he had ordered had arrived. He said it was for Hubby and me so I assumed he was getting his Christmas shopping done early. He said no, that he wanted me to open it. I unwrapped this lovely little book called the Gardener's Organizer.
The description at Amazon is as follows:
This
beautiful retro-style journal is somewhere to plan, develop and record
your garden, and chart your growing successes. In My Garden, record
and sketch your plot as it is now, and ponder what your ideal garden
would contain. Next, in Planning & Inspiration, draw up designs for
beds, features and planting schemes (on special graph-paper pages),
make plant lists, and paste in pictures and photos that you love. A
section called The Garden Year provides space for you to note down
tasks for every season, while four themed chapters (The Kitchen Garden,
The Flower Garden, Trees, Shrubs and Climbers and a chapter for other
plant groups such as ferns and aquatic plants) help you note what you
planted and when, record pruning and growth development, and what the
year's crop or blooms were like. Finally, a useful Resources chapter
gives you an address book, space to document gardens you have visited
and somewhere to list useful books.
It's certainly nothing I would have thought to search for, much less buy for myself, but at the same time it is something that is right in keeping with me and my personality. Hubby is just now preparing the ground for our first garden and I plan to make good use of this journal/planner. I love the retro look of the pictures inside - they are so pretty and calming - certainly indicative of a more simple time.
Best of all I think, is the fact that it isn't something I asked for, not something I was wanting or something I expected, but it is a gift from my son's heart, for no reason other than he thought of us when he saw it. It's something he thought we would appreciate and something that he knew was in keeping with my taste and style. He knows me...he understands me...and in that alone I find comfort.
He was thinking of me...and that perhaps, is the very best gift of all!!
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