My friend, who was so ill, died last Friday. I was privileged to be considered a close friend and was with the family when she passed. I’m glad she’s no longer in pain, but sad because we were gardening friends and spring is almost here – a time of the year she loved.
This morning I cleaned off my garden bench in the garage. On a sheet of yellowed newspaper were some dried out hyacinth bean pods. Every year my friend would start a couple of hyacinth bean plants for me and they were beautiful during the summer and fall. Last fall, for some reason, I saved some of the pods.
In a few weeks I’ll start hyacinth bean seedlings from the plant she gave me, and share them at a memorial we are planning. The memory of her will live on in our gardens. She’ll be smiling.
What a beautiful tribute, Mala.
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It was a privilege to know her. I’ll remember her when I see the seedlings from the seedlings she gave me.
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What a lovely tribute, hope the new plants bring you some comfort
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Thanks, Deb. Several of my friends live on in my garden.
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And you will see her in every bit of new life. Glad you were privileged to be with her, Mala.
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I can’t wait to plant those beans.
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