Yes, it is that time of year. I asked him where he got the bulbs.
A neighbor had given them to him and in the garden they went.
home as a twig from visiting a friend's home.
Yes, I think of her each time I see the now two plants.
Each year they come up from the ground in the very same week that she passed away.
They remind me of my time growing up in California,
as we often had them in the garden.
The anemone's were a gift from a young boy in our church.
Now I am almost sure I have forgotten something here,
but doesn't friendship just add flowers in our garden and our hearts.
Full of love and memories.