to bring you flowers. Grow your own!
In a fit of self-pity last spring, I told Mom I wasn't going to plant anything. She wisely filled just a couple of containers with impatiens... and I quickly realized I'd be miserable without flowers. So I put a few of those "Wave" petunias in the window box; three on each side, I believe.And I planted just 2 packets of zinnia seeds. I've been enjoying one bouquet after another. I don't believe in waiting for someone to do something I can (and should) do for myself, but if someone wanted to bring me flowers, that would be absolutely 100% acceptable.
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That brought back a memory of my father who was diagnosed with colon cancer in 1990 at age 70. It was time to plant fall bulbs that would come up the following spring & he wondered if he'd get to see them. He got to enjoy those daffodils for another 17 years.
Wow - what a great story, Kathy. Thanks!
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