May Brings the Flower Full MOON

Wasn’t that just the prettiest Full Moon thus far? Pretty as a Flower, No? With an Eclipse to boot!

Ah, Flowers…that brings a memory.

1990. July…mid-July, I think. I was in a hurry for my 1st job interview…looking for the location of said job interview…I hurried, almost missed….no, couldn’t miss it, even if i tried. I’ve always been a back and chest kind’ve girl…and there HE was.

Said, back…facing me. Couldn’t tell the, ahem, chest situation. But, I had a side -view as I hurried past him, as he planted flowers for Summer. I can tell I already like what I saw, as did he…I caught him doing a double-take as I hurried passed him…Hmmm, I said to myself, with a smile.

Got the Job!

Now, I didn’t officially meet HIM, Until September…Labor Day. The boss was away and I was doing paperwork, when…HE walked in…it was Love, at first-sight!

How do I know? Well, it was like I was punched in the stomach, and all the air in me was let out! My tummy had that feeling…Like, that feeling, when you go on a rollercoaster, and…SWOOSH! Or, when riding an elevator going down and you feel that…SWOOSH, feeling. And, that was before he utter a word…he just causally came in, stood there…took of his Ray-bans…as said, “Hi, am Michael”. What a voice…I loved his voice, deep…manly. He had me at….well, you know. And, well, not to mention…he was…Tall, blonde, with blue eyes…didn’t hurt either.

Never had I felt that feeling…before, during, or after….nor, will I ever, again.

Soon after our first meet…we snuck glances of one another…flirting. Stolen glances…we became friends. For a year, But, what a year! For me, it’s the quality not the quantity…it was the, Chase! It took a whole year…to get together.

Flowers and Full Moons….Perfect!

Michael.

He was a Gardner/Landscaper/Maintenance/caretaker/carpenter/ecologist, my GreenMan….a lover of cats, a fisherman, A good man, with a good Heart, loved by many, and friend to all, a man of all trades, but a master of none…his words, not mine.

His LOVE of flowers & plants….a natural green thumb. He was in his element. I was fortunate to see first hand. I miss our walks as I quizzed him each time when we walked and encounter flowers plants, trees that he named their names in simple terms and also in Latin…so miss that so very much!

Michael, this Full Moon, with an eclipse to boot…I remember, You!

I hope, As I see it in my mind’s eye , that you are tending to the gardens in ….HEAVEN.

Until the Next Full Moon, all.