Sunday, March 8, 2015

Growing a Money Tree

I'm in search of the ellusive money tree.  In fact, if I see one, I'm going to get an entire grove.  It's foolish how calamities come in threes so, I'm getting ready.  For example, a few years ago in one week:

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1.  The washer.

Now, we figured it was 20 years old and it didn't fit the space allotted at the farm house....but....I thought it still washed well.  hahahahahah

When it quit for good, it wouldn't wash, it wouldn't spin, it barely drained.....Bill and I bought a new one.

I washed a load of clothes and they came out....brighter.  Cleaner.  Fresher.

I was.....embarrassed....embarrassed....embarrassed.

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2.  The HVAC.

We knew a burner was going out of the furnace.  Our friend, Mr. Starr, kept it going.

The air conditioning started blowing warm air.  Mr. Starr added freon.

The air condition started softly blowing warm air....Mr. Starr pronounced the time of death of the AC.  RIP air conditioning.  RIP furnace.

Bill and I had started discussing a trip to Ireland that year to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary.  We're decided to just get a green air conditioner and drink a pint or two.  Hahahahahahahahahahaha

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Next:

You and I both know something else will be coming 'round the bend.  It's a fact of life.  It did and we kept going.

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One year, I was on a faculty that made a big (really big) money tree for a beloved teacher who was retiring.  We glued, sparkled, hung, strung, and had a great time creating this crazy masterpiece of tree, paint, plaster of paris, and.....money.  The art teacher had us fold the money into origami shapes and we hung these ornaments all over the tree.  Coins were glue-gunned  like blooms all over the bark.  It was a surprise, a masterpiece, and an inspiration.


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I ordered some Japanese money bush seeds from a catalog this winter.  My aunt used to grow these every year I was growing up.  I'm more excited about the memories of Aunt Helen drying her plants for beautiful winter arrangements than I am about planting these seeds.  It will take me three years to get these plants growing well enough to produce the flowers.




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I am heading to the yard. Money plant, here I come!



2 comments:

  1. how very well you relate to these daze of our lives........except for the money tree. Perhaps it is time to plant one with your inspiration. Last year was the year of the Butterfly Bush with a nod to my G'mother Hall!! ☺

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  2. I love memory gardens. I would love to have friends' bits and pieces with me. I have a plant that Grace Nottingham planted in our yard the year Mike died. I dug it up and brought it with us to the country.

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