Once upon a time I had an Aunt. She moved into Century Village down here for the winters instead of staying in New York in the cold.
Happily, I visited her, and at the end of one visit she told me to take some of her flowers. I did and they grew here happily.
She was going. Somehow I knew she would not come back and she was leaving me with these as a token.
Perhaps a bit too happily, now they're in strange spots all over my yard.
Fitting to the memory of my Aunt, they're tough. Betty's Flowers are showing up in cracks in the pavement by the pool and blooming.
I've been told that the flowers I chose are considered Invasive. Vincas. I don't care. I see them and I smile. I think of my long gone friend and these little plants and enjoy the memories.
Thanks, Betty, for the memories.