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 Besides having my mother's birthday, and the anniversary of her death, on the March calendar, I realized today that it's also the month we listed our much-loved island home for sale two years ago. Overall, we've weathered the change well, I think, and I love being so close to some of the grandchildren; I thrive on so much of what the city has to offer. I decided from the outset that I couldn't invest energy in looking back; may have invested some, instead, in keeping the door to memory lane firmly closed, at least for the short term.

Occasionally, though, something like grief creeps in and settles for a bit.  I had a deep relationship with the piece of land we perched on for those twenty-some years, and I miss "my" beach, "my" huge cedar and fir trees, and I miss, especially, observing the seasonal changes in my garden so intimately.

So it's good to have antidotes at the ready.

 On Sunday, we popped over to the Van Dusen Botanical Garden to renew our memberships and enjoy the horticultural delights of late winter on the West Coast.

 Hellebores were the star, no question, but I was also cheered by the jaunty yellow aconites with their lacy green ruffs and the velvety purple spears of crocuses thrust up among them.

 And winter witchhazel

 The bark peeling on the Paperbark Maple (Acer griseum) -- because there are many more delights to a late winter garden than its blooms . . .

 And also, perhaps, because peeling bark is such a good metaphor for renewal, for change, for shedding the old, for adjusting to the new. . . .

 Already this week, three dental or medical appointments, and then beginning this afternoon, we have our favourite Five and Two (he's almost Three though! -- and yes, they're our only Five and Two, so I can pick favourites ;-)) until Sunday afternoon. We'll have to see whether I manage my usual Friday post -- Nana might be exhausted. . .

But if I do, I have at least Five Things to tell you about -- ranging from train tickets in Europe to Mason Bees in the fridge. Really.

Until then, I'll be happy to read any comments you leave. About winter blooms, or antidotes to Temporary Sadness, or about Moving or Change or whatever resonates this morning. . .

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