My sister is coming to visit us!

She hasn’t been here in many years.  Katie was just a youngster during her last visit.

Katie is waiting impatiently.

I find my self doing something my mother used to do when she was preparing for a visit from us northerners.  I always seemed to arrive just after the azaleas were in full bloom.  Or after the dogwood or wisteria was finished for the season.  She always told me how beautiful they were and I tried to imagine it.

Today as I was weeding I wondered if our Koosa dogwood would still be in bloom when she arrives.

Will the clematis still be as spectacular?

Maybe the poppies will be opening.

Hopefully the begonias will still be beautifully orange.  She says orange reminds her of Mom who had an orange front door and when we were kids an orange kitchen sink.   I hadn’t thought of that when I picked them out for our front entry.  But I think of Mom frequently as I come and go now.

Katie says I should stop worrying about what will be blooming.  She says whatever is blooming we’ll all have a great time together.  Katie has all sorts of plans for things to do with her Aunt.  She can’t wait.

Me either.