That Wonderful Someone

Written by Gertrude Burg
(As recorded by Patsy Cline 5/23/57)

That wonderful Someone
Who makes the stars all shine
Who fashioned the mountains
To reach to the sky
Who brings each tomorrow
Who hears every prayer
In sunshine or sorrow
If you call He'll be there

That wonderful Someone
Who makes the flowers grow
Who paints ev'ry sunset
With colors that glow
Look all around you
And these wonders you'll see
Designed by that Someone
For you and for me

That wonderful Someone
Who makes the flowers grow
Who paints ev'ry sunset
With colors that glow
Look all around you
And these wonders you'll see
Designed by that Someone
For you and for me


Today would be my Mother’s 68th Birthday. Mom always made Birthdays special and a day to honor. I have been thinking the past few weeks about some of my favorite memories of mom and possibly her favorite things.

She loved listening to Patsy Cline….making homemade cinnamon rolls…walking through the woods and finding a stray blooming flower. She enjoyed watching the clouds rumble over the lake, the white caps warning us of storms to come. She always had her Reader’s Digest nearby, with a page folded back for later reading. Mom was never a “prissy” woman. She never wasted money on frivolous things like manicures and pedicures. She “fixed” her own hair up until her mid-forties. Her wardrobe was complete, but one of quality…not trends. Mom could pick beans in the morning, can in the afternoon, and host a Homemaker’s meeting at dusk. At the age of 35 she went to college, completed her Bachelors, Masters, and Rank 1. Mom was strong, kind, funny, smart and she carried a beauty and grace that was timeless….much like her only scent….Chanel 5.

Last night I received a lovely message from mom’s sister. She too had been thinking of her and was reminiscing of a visit years ago when mom came to her home in Michigan. Her memory was filled of quiet days by the fire, good reading, wonderful dinners and a dance nearby. We all remember the same lady….

I started trying to pull something together that truly suited mom. I chose a lightweight Crepe De Chine Silk, transforming it into a feather weight open jacket. Mom loved something on her arms, and preferred a jacket style over anything that she would have to “struggle” to keep up with! A memory I have of her is when she and I went to Hawaii. She loved the weather, the sun, and the exquisite flowers. She could not get over the rich color of the ocean as it swayed in and out from the beach. I pulled greens and blues together to help form those rich hues she was in awe of and allowed them to spread like the waves onto the silk. The margins of each hue mingled just enough to favor a deep blue-green, breaking back into a dramatic tropical green. I realized then that this creation was also looking like the natural spring we used to drink from on the family farm. As the water pebbled down the side of the hill, the rich colors of the grass and trees reflected up from the crystal water. I guess you could say I brought it all back home.

Happy Birthday Mom!

“Woodland Waterfall”……a treasure to be worn by a true lady