It is rare that I buy flowers for myself.
Yesterday, as I passed the floral department at my local grocery, I could not resist picking up a bunch of fall colored flowers.
I decided the beautiful, vintage Mason jar, that belonged to my momma, would be perfect to hold my flowers.
As I carefully washed the Mason jar, thoughts of a one day trip I took with my momma came to mind, just momma, just me.
We shared a love of homemade crafts.
My mom did the sewing, and I painted.
We loved to shop for new ideas, new patterns, trying to have something wonderful to sell at the many craft fairs I participated in, displaying our items.
Momma always supported me, and loved to help me in whatever way she could.
Our one day trip was to Nashville, Indiana, not too far from where we lived, only about 2 hours.
The drive gave us time to be together, just momma, just me.
We talked, and smiled at each other, enjoying our time.
Nashville is just a lovely little town in a beautiful setting, lots of shops, and yummy places to have lunch.
Nashville in the fall time of the year is just heaven.
Our family has been there so many times over many years, renting cabins, or staying in the lodge at the Brown County State Park.
As we shopped, mom found a wire Mason jar holder in one of the country type shops. She had wanted a holder to display her vintage jar, given to her by her sister.
Mom loved the wire holder with the sweet wood handle.
She kept her jar in the holder, and displayed it lovingly in her kitchen, it is now in mine.
My flowers in momma’s jar are beautiful, so pleased with this simple arrangement.
Added a few fall leaves as a finishing touch.
The end of our loving day together was me dropping momma off at her home, and as she always did without fail, stood and waved to me until I was out of sight. Oh my, it hurts to write this!
My grocery store flowers will wilt and die, but our trip, just momma, just me, will be a loving memory always!
Blessings to all, spend time with those you love, and buy yourself flowers!