My header picture is a picture of Dad's greenhouse when it was in full bloom. It was so sad to walk into his greenhouse and see it like this picture. This is what was left after he got sick and the heat took over. This past week-end we went to
SLC to clean the greenhouse out. I have to admit it was a bitter sweet moment. Bitter
because the plants were all dead and the touch of dads green thumb was no longer there and
because I miss him, the sweet because of the memories that are in there and the things that we found. Wondering why he had a bucket full of skeleton keys. (two to a pkg.) Finding many different tools and wondering what he did with them. Wondering how he kept going up until a month before he past away.
Cleaning the
GH out made me realize again how hard my dad worked. We also weeded and trimmed his big rose garden in the front yard. (no pictures of that) Brittany and I was talking and wondering how he did all that he did. I know my mom was right along side of him in the yard work, I was worn out by the time we finished for the day. And they kept this yard up year after year.

This next picture is of my dads chair that he worked from in the earlier years in the recent years he sat on his walker in this spot this is jacket that is still there.


We had many little hands helping, they all miss their Grandpa Holt, when they would arrive at the house they would know right where to find him. They would run out to see him in the
GH.

Many more hands.

This was the finished product for the day. We filled a dumpster, (we needed a bigger one to hold it all) hopefully we can sell or give these flats and cans to someone who can use them. It was suppose to rain that day, it did all night it started clearing and the sun came out for the most part.
Thank you dad for passing on so many memories of your beautiful flowers, your beautiful yard. I am sorry that you had so much pain the last month of your life. I feel so blessed to be able to have spent the last month with you and talk with you and reminisce about our lives together as daddy and daughter. I can't believe that it has almost been a year. Thank you for marrying mom and giving me life. I love both.
2 comments:
Grandpa was a VERY hard worker! I still am at awe how he kept up with everything! He had an amazing green thumb. I miss him and his flowers!
I'm glad you had that extra time with your Dad at the end. Something special about a Daddy-daughter relationship.
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