http://www.thecharlestonrealestatesearch.com/186/planting-seeds-of-change/ We put the REAL back in Real Estate Mon, 28 Mar 2011 01:31:46 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 http://www.thecharlestonrealestatesearch.com/186/planting-seeds-of-change/comment-page-1/#comment-14 Will Thu, 14 Aug 2008 18:32:12 +0000 http://www.thecharlestonrealestatesearch.com/?p=186#comment-14 Trish- I love this photo. The intent expressions on both grandmother and granddaughter's faces are priceless. Trish- I love this photo. The intent expressions on both grandmother and granddaughter’s faces are priceless.

]]> http://www.thecharlestonrealestatesearch.com/186/planting-seeds-of-change/comment-page-1/#comment-12 Chris Thu, 14 Aug 2008 15:30:48 +0000 http://www.thecharlestonrealestatesearch.com/?p=186#comment-12 I just wanted to let you know how moved I was by the photo and subject matter of todays email. My grandmother was such a huge influence in my love of the outdoors, gardening and just getting purely filthy outside not only as a child but even as an adult. I can remember us digging in her garden, planting seeds, dividing her beloved daylilies and even just pulling weeds together. During the summer when I would stay at her home in the country, we would wake up early each morning to pick off (and count!) the spent day lily blooms from the day before. She allowed me to be a child, even in my adulthood. The tears running down my face as I write this are a testiment to the love and admiration I had for this incredible person I call Grandmama. She passed away on Valentines Day three years ago - so appropriate for her to leave this world on a day that represents love and caring. Thank you for bringing those wonderful memories back to me. I may be sad, but I know she walks along side of me in my garden every day. I just wanted to let you know how moved I was by the photo and subject matter of todays email. My grandmother was such a huge influence in my love of the outdoors, gardening and just getting purely filthy outside not only as a child but even as an adult. I can remember us digging in her garden, planting seeds, dividing her beloved daylilies and even just pulling weeds together. During the summer when I would stay at her home in the country, we would wake up early each morning to pick off (and count!) the spent day lily blooms from the day before. She allowed me to be a child, even in my adulthood. The tears running down my face as I write this are a testiment to the love and admiration I had for this incredible person I call Grandmama. She passed away on Valentines Day three years ago – so appropriate for her to leave this world on a day that represents love and caring. Thank you for bringing those wonderful memories back to me. I may be sad, but I know she walks along side of me in my garden every day.

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