These flowers, which were on our church altar yesterday, were taken to the residents of the Arkansas Veterans Home this afternoon by Gardening Daughter, her husband and myself. The flowers were given by one of our church members to the Glory of God and in memory of our country’s patriots; those who gave their lives to defend it and those who lived their lives to promote and support national values and unity.
The men and women who live in the facility seem always glad to have visits from folk in the community, even those they don't know, and they, and the staff, seem to genuinely appreciate flowers. These had an extra added attraction in that they smelled wonderful. Some of the white flowers are Stock, which has a distinct fragrance of sweet cloves; I love their perfume.
The Veterans Home is as pleasant as a place like it can be, I suppose. It's clean and well maintained and with a very friendly and, I trust, helpful staff. It was my son-in-law's first visit, but I suspect it will not be his last.
I hope you had an enjoyable Memorial Day holiday, and whatever else you did, I hope you took a minute or two to remember why this day is set apart.
Tomorrow is also a day.