My orchid finally bloomed again. I was give. This orchid two years ago. Of course it was blooming when I got it, but then the blooms died away with the stem. I kept watering it thinking that it would bloom again, but it didn’t. The. I noticed that the roots were cramped so I changed the pot and put fresh orchid mix in there and now look! I have a pretty orchid just in time to brighten things up on this yucky winter day.
Otto is just about done. I just have to touch up the background and give I’m a couple coats of varnish and he’s good to go. Next up my little Zelda.
Monday was a kitty cuddle kind of day. I woke up and could barely walk leaving me on a heating pad on my back while the kitties and Zelda took turns making sure I was properly cared for. No worries though my back is better, at least for the most part anyway.
Harper took most of these home, but I will have you know that I accomplished the task of eating all the cookies she left behind. This is an accomplishment that I not so proud of, but they were yummy after all.
The last item I don’t have a picture of but I am happy to report that I am once again able to park my car in the garage. It is just in time for this ugly snowstorm too. Unburying my car is not something I am very fond of and I have been doing a lot of it recently.
I haven’t been that diligent this week with my posts, but I vow to pick it up next week!
I believe that you should instill the love of reading in children at an early age. These are some of the ones that I remember very vividly from my childhood. My grandmother Midge really encouraged our reading. She often bought us books as gifts. I really wish I had kept them for myself instead leaving them at home when I moved out. Sadly they have lost to donation.
She also encouraged our reading by providing a good example to us. She loved mystery books and often had one sitting next to her chair in the den. She also read the newspaper every morning. It wasn’t until I was a teenager that I started to devour books regularly and it is something that I have kept up.
There is nothing like cuddling up with a good book on a cold day with a cup of coffee or tea and a warm blanket, or, in the summer a glass of lemonade and a hammock strung between two strong trees on a nice day.
The internal stories played out in your mind are much more vivid, and full of feeling. It’s hard to explain it to non-readers. I have never found a way to encourage someone that didn’t develop the love of reading from a young age to start, but those with the love of the written word know exactly how I feel about reading.
So, get them started young! Reading is so fundamental, and will only help them in the future. It will expand their mind, their imagination, and their vocabulary.