Either way, I naturally started in on a mission to find mom a plant, preferably something with flowers that will come back every year. Maybe that’s asking too much for such a small space. As luck would have it, I was at the library the other day and the Garden Club was selling some plants to benefit the library. There were some cool looking little flowers, and it turns out they were bulbs. They are called oxalis, and they suggest transplanting at some point into a bigger pot, but that they can survive as they are. Perfect.
R is into them, they have these cool little flowers, and they are in a small package, so they fit just right on the window sill. I love when things fall into place like that.
Until the next time, thanks for reading.