In a day full of gardening, I just had to paint the prettiest lilies in the beds today! I moved these from Mom's home in Ohio when she moved back to Missouri. I remember digging the bulbs from the front corner of their brick Victorian home, as we were preparing to move Mom to the house she found near us. It was a bittersweet time of loss and heartache, and the grueling task of packing up 35 years to return so close to where she grew up. Putting them in a large pot with soil, they made the journey to my place, Mom's childhood home, to spread gloriously in several beds. I think of those times every year when they bloom, knowing they are one of Mom's favorite flowers from a place she loved. Painting number 4890 in 4890 days.
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