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My windowsill is covered in flowers from my Grandma's garden. All chosen by her, and most planted by her (in some cases, many, many years ago). My Mum cut them to have in the house for the funeral and I gathered together anything that looked like it might survive the trip home afterwards. My Mum also bought some other plants to have in pots around the house, so some of those have come home with me too.
Even though the reason they are here is so sad, there is still joy to be had in seeing them. My house smells like roses today.
When the blooms start to fade, I'm going to try to take cuttings from some of the stems. I may not get anything to take, but it seems worth trying.
Even though the reason they are here is so sad, there is still joy to be had in seeing them. My house smells like roses today.
When the blooms start to fade, I'm going to try to take cuttings from some of the stems. I may not get anything to take, but it seems worth trying.
Formerly self-contained, but expanding my gardening horizons beyond pots!
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