In this modern day of emails and text messages...
I am so glad that we still have mailboxes.
Real mailboxes...not virtual ones.
Today I received a special delivery from my very sweet Mom.
She carefully packaged some tiny little treasures from her garden into a cardboard box, crossed her fingers and shipped them off to Sanibel Island.
As with many Northern gardeners, I took quite a few things for granted. Hostas are one of many of those things. This little beauty has already found a home among the ferns and bromeliads bathing in the dappled light of the palm trees. I had to give her a few shells to welcome her and let her know that her long dark journey has brought her here to a tiny island surrounded by seashells. Now we are both transplants from West Virginia!
I look back now and cringe at the thought of all those encroaching hostas that were ripped from my gardens. I did my best to find them homes, but unfortunately some didn't make it. Now I long for my lush shade gardens. Truth be told...I just long for shade!
I miss the days of gardening close to my Mom. We would so often share plants...never returning a flower pot empty. I was given the best gift today. The gift of love and wonderful memories...the hosta was awesome too!
There were some other treasures tucked down inside the box. I can't wait to find them homes...
and share more pictures and stories with you!
If your heart yearns for lush green shady days and your home decor reflects your love of gardening click the image below for beautiful vintage garden inspired wares...
like this gorgeous old transferware platter.
I'm glad I have the opportunity to let the world know just how special my Mom truly is...
I am a lucky girl!
I love you Mom