And then, one Sunday afternoon a few big, fat snowflakes fell and stayed on the trees in your backyard, you noticed your parents huddling in whispers and looking at your with bright eyes as they stirred hot chocolate on the stove. Soon you even caught yourself humming the song to Charlie Brown’s Christmas special.
My little plants feel like that today. They are now sentinels, potted and shelved, waiting for the landscapers to come and restore their earth.
They know it will be a momentous event that will leave them with the greatest present of all—new beds filled with rich earth and room to grow. So although they are scrunched into their pots they cannot help but glow a little in anticipation.
The dicentra ‘Candy Hearts’ has sent up some rosy buds.
The plants that suffered such a set-back in the cold only a short time ago have now bounced back and are sending up new babies.
Even one of our furry feline friends, Bob, has come outside to roll around and have his belly rubbed.
Surely the big day can’t be too far away now, can it?