




No longer is there family in the area to bring flowers to the cemeteries so I continue the ritual. Because we are not close enough to do it very often, I try to do it for Memorial Day.
My grandparents are buried in a cemetery where people are very faithful about decorating the graves. I want everyone to know that my grandparents are still well loved. Nearby is the Russian cemetery where there is a family marker with several family graves. This cemetery is in a rather close knit community and I feel I want to let everyone know this family is alive and well.
One of my earliest memories is that of accompanying my grandparents to the cemeteries to plant flowers at the family graves. We are no longer allowed to plant flowers but may bring cut flowers. I do this not just to let people know my grandparents were loved and my family honored but just because my grandparents did this.
The first four pictures are at the Russian cemetery. I am standing by the family monument. Today we took a moment to sit in the chapel. The final picture is in the cemetery where my grandparents are buried.
Normally I bring lilacs and maybe a couple late tulips. Because of the unseasonably warm weather, the lilacs finished blooming before their usual bloom time. This year I brought peonies, iris, and hosta leaves. The iris and peonies have almost finished blooming and it is not even their usual bloom time.
I did plant some flowers today but at home early in the morning. I started what will probably come to be called the 3P garden. It has pansies and petunias right now; later this week, we will pick up the peppers.








