Photo Gallery

Hats of distinction created for the crowning of Club officers…

Quincy’s touching devotional

A delayed Installation of our Officers because of Covid 19

Members masked faces to protect one another during the fearful time.

A Salute to Soldiers long ago in Flanders Fields of WWI…

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Words Worth Remembering…

Indoor Horticulture from Horticulture Chairman Quincy Parham and lovely words from Pearl Buck of memories worth keeping and sharing…

Mother’s Hands

I remember she used to often look somewhat ruefully at her hands, those beautiful, useful, roughened hands of hers, so strong in the palm, so unexpectedly delicate and pointed in the fingers; not small hands but having spare and well-shaped lines…It was always her plan that one day she would stop plunging her hands into this and that; she was going to wear gloves when she “gardened” and use cold cream and have really nice hands.  She loved the white hands of ladies, the skin soft and smooth and the nails pink and tapering. But if she ever remembered to put on gloves, as sometimes once in a long time she did, sooner or later they would be off and she would be grubbing about in the earth, looking up to say apologetically, “I seem to have to feel the roots are right.  They won’t grow otherwise.  And I do like the feel of the earth.”     Pearl S. Buck