Thursday, October 11, 2007
I promised Mr. Bean, and you shall have him, but not today. Today I just had to put up this picture. These are my grandfather's dahlias, and now they are growing in my garden. I'm sure Pake (grandfather in Frisian) never would have thought his flowers would end up in Spain. I remember he always used to have the most beautiful garden out in front of the house in Wirdum, filled with colorful dahlias. My uncle saved some of the plants when my grandfather died, so I brought one home with me, and planted it in August. I didn't think it would come up this year, but thanks to the crazy weather we're having, it's been warm enough for them to bloom. When I saw the flowers, I looked around for some pictures of my grandfather's garden, but I couldn't find any. I did find these pictures, though. I must have been around four, and I was "helping" my grandfather with his work. And to think these dahlias might have been blooming then too...
I also found some pictures of those awkward adolescent years, but I am not putting any of those up; after all I want to attract readers, not scare them away.