It matters not that Time has shed
His thawless snow upon your head,
For he maintains, with wondrous art,
Perpetual summer in your heart.
~ William Hamilton Hayne
Michael’s F150 roared up my driveway like a hurricane! I watched as he climbed from his truck and walked up embracing a large boulder! He was a big, strong guy! I knew immediately it was for my gardens…but something told me there was so much more than what I saw. He proudly looked down at the heavy object held tightly against his body with ease. My eyes curiously followed his gaze and there it was, “Jano’s Garden”. Lovingly etched into the hard surface appeared the name he gave me as a baby and continued to call me from that day forward. I marveled at his skilled ways and wondered how he did it! It was perfect, made especially for me by him! Together we selected the perfect spot for my memorable new garden art.
A lot has changed since that warm day in August and my boulder remains humbly placed under a tree in my gardens. It meant so much then… and even more today. In 2006, Michael passed away suddenly from a massive heart attack at the age of 49. In so many ways, he was like the boulder in my gardens, he was my rock. We were very close in age and even closer in spirit. We shared a lot growing up and I always admired him…he was a great guy and a wonderful friend. Michael was my big brother, my protector, my buddy, my pal. I miss him deeply.
Michael taught me many things through the years but most importantly he taught me the importance of simplicity. He often reminded me and I can still hear him say, “can’t never could”, which was exactly how he lived his life.
May all your gardens grow ♥
