Happy Mother’s Day.

I thought I’d give you some flowers.

Some from my garden.

And some from the neighborhood.

And some from a tree along the mountain ridge.

And some from rocky ledges near the mountain peak.

And some from the side of the road. (Don’t call them weeds! This is my favorite picture of the bunch!)

And since it’s Mother’s Day, I figured you’d want a picture of me. So here I am, atop the local mountain, contemplating . . . just about everything.

I thought I’d give you these flowers—and a song. Turn the volume down a bit and everything will be all right.

 

ALL YOU MEAN TO ME

I live so far away

I’m not sure how it got this way

But today what I want to say

Is have a lovely Mother’s Day.

And I suppose

We can share the beauty of a rose.

We can stand beside the sea.

Yes both you and me.

We can gaze upon the moon

And we can share this tune.

And you’ll know what I can be

And all you mean to me.

I live so far away

I’m not sure how it got this way

But today what I want to say

Is have a lovely, lovely day.

And you’ll know what I can be

And all you mean to me.

And all you mean to me.

And all you mean to me.