When we move

When we move
I will miss the heavy blooms of this glorious wisteria.


My husband brought it home for me one day out of the clear blue.


He knew it's beauty would thrill me year after year...


...and it has.

I don't rightly recall the year he gave it to me.
But here it is in the year 2005.

I at least thought about taking a photo every year, but am pretty sure I got sidetracked a bit and missed a few opportunities.

Like the year 2006.
Hmmm, no telling if I took one or not that year.
Probably one of those years I just walked past the back door gazing out enjoying it while thinking....I need to go take a picture of that.

Ahhh, here we go here got one taken in 2007.


and its annual picture in 2008, looking kinda rough!
I think this must have been right at the beginning of the flowers opening.
I should have waited a week.
Then I probably would have forgotten.

We were busy building a fort in our back yard last spring.

So, the wisteria got ignored a bit in favor of my cutie kids hammering away with their cutie daddy!
But, see...it is there to the right, if you look closely.

Yes, this is one of those things I will miss when we move.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Sigh.
I think I am in an exhausted stupor.
Maybe I should just go now.
Yeah, I am gonna go.
I totally need more energy to get through a good funny wedding blog. Cross your fingers on that, but please don't be holding your breath.