Monday, June 15, 2009
The story of our cactus plants
My husband asked me to come out and see the flower on our patio table. He had brought a pot of cactus from the garden that had started flowering.
See, my mom loved her garden. She had such a green thumb. Most of the plants she had started from cuttings, beautiful carnations, begonias and herbs. In her later years, she had started a collection of cactus plants, dozens of them. When time came for her to move to an apartment she had a hard time separating herself from her plants, so my husband brought all the cacti to our house. My mom would visit and check on her plants and enjoy them. She would always tell us, "you are not taking good care of them."
After my mom passed away, in her memory we (my husband did the heavy lifting) transplanted all the cactus plants to clay pots and placed them front and center in the patio. It has been such a source of joy for me. Each time one has a flower my dear husband brings the pot as a centerpiece for our patio table.
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