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Today's post honors the gardener's spirit, and you know if you have it... or if you don't. I don't know if that spirit is something innate, something intrinsic at birth, something gifted by God... but it's there.... OR it. isn't.
My mother has it. She has struggled all year with those clod dwelling daughters/grandsons/whatnots of hers to enthuse us deeply in her quest for flowers in all her front garden urns. Today was the day. We fell upon Lowe's and were blessed with the sweetest staff members anywhere. Mom puttered about in her electric cart and managed to find quite a few beautiful flowers. The staff members helped load them in the car, and I (doing my part) placed them carefully in the shade of our locust and called in the troops.
Tonight my mom's grandson, his lady love, and her son planted them all. Where there's a will (and my mom has one).... there's a way. Hallelujah!