Forgotten forget-me-nots

Posted on May 28, 2009


Artistic forget-me-nots

It is useful to have younger sisters.  That way when your memory goes to blazes you have someone to help you keep track.  My sister Cheri in particular has a sturdy filing cabinet in her capacious mind, and is often referred to as The Family Archive.  She lives in North Carolina, so it is inconvenient for us to drop by each other’s houses to have dinner or go to a movie.  Instead, we have been known to yattety-yat on the phone while making our dinners and then eat them “together” in proper virtual fashion.  This is what we were up to the other day when I glanced over the deck rail and saw a patch of forget-me-nots.  “Cheri!” I said.  “I’m going to take a picture of the forget-me-nots and put it on the blog for you!”

Well.  You see how far I got with that.  However, Cheri reminded me.  So here are the photos I took, cropped and fluffed within an inch of their lives, as I was plagued by bouncy dogs and fading light and, OK, poor skills. They come in blue and pink and white; I thought I’d try to show you all of them and ended up focused on none. You see where greed gets you.

Forget-me-not pinks

Forget-me-not patchwork

Forget-me-not blues