Carter's Water Garden


Throwback Thursday…

I always enjoy looking back on #throwbackthursday. Today my memory is in full bloom.

I helped my Grandad dig this old azalea up decades ago.

As a young man, I spent much of my Summer time working with my Grandad. Gardening, working cattle and cutting, splitting and hauling wood 🪵 for the winter. A HUGE old oak tree fell in a lady’s yard during a storm. Grandad was called to cut it up and haul it away. So we did just that, and more.

The old Oak had fallen in a huge flower bed and destroyed a lot of plants. Including a big drift of these azaleas. She told us to take what we wanted if they were salvageable… So, grandma came over and picked out what she wanted and we dug em up and transplanted them to our home place. When Spring rolls around each year, this Azalea (the last one) is a living reminder of those times spent with my Grandad cutting wood and with my Grandma in the Garden ❤️

Here’s to family memories!

#throwbackthursday

Mark Carter
Carter’s Nursery, Pond & Patio
2846 Old Medina Rd. 
Jackson, Tn. 38305
Ph.# 731-424-2206
http://www.cartercountry.com



Sunday Reflections…

Went to bed late, and was up in time for the sunrise 🌅 What a wonderful 4th of July celebration! Now it’s off to breakfast 🥞 🍳 And then a nap 😴 😊 

God Bless America! 🇺🇸

What a beautiful evening to celebrate America! Great fireworks by Bob Keast and his Birdsong crew! God Bless America! 🇺🇸

 

“By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
   Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood
   And fired the shot heard round the world.
 
The foe long since in silence slept;
   Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;
And Time the ruined bridge has swept
   Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.
 
On this green bank, by this soft stream,
   We set today a votive stone;
That memory may their deed redeem,
   When, like our sires, our sons are gone.
 
Spirit, that made those heroes dare
   To die, and leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
   The shaft we raise to them and thee.”
 
   ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson 



  Mark C. 



20 Years Gone, But Not Forgotten!

20 years ago today was the last time I saw Andy Johns alive. He had stopped by my place to visit that day. We went to lunch, then we rode around & did a little catching up. We hadn’t seen each other for a while, but it was like no time had past. After a few hours he headed out to run a couple more errands before heading home to his wife and little girl.

Andy was a proud father.

On the road home another driver swerved into Andy’s lane and hit him head on, killing him instantly… My phone rang around 3am., I woke & sat straight up in the bed & I somehow knew what the call was about… it was Andy’s brother Shane and he told me the tragic news.

This is where we laid Andy to rest. Gone but not forgotten! Rest In Peace.

A few days later I was in Arkansas dressed in a suit, serving as a Pallbearer for Andy. It was a sad, surreal day.

20 years have past, but Andy lives on in the hearts and minds of his family and friends! Rest In Peace Andy! Your gone from this world, but not forgotten!

 

“True friends are the ones who never leave your heart, even if they leave your life for a while. Even after years apart, you pick up with them right where you left off, and even if they die they’re never dead in your heart.”

~ Author Unknown

 

Mark C.