Fran's Flowers

Fran loved this plant, and loved this color, a gentler color than the one in our front garden. For two months, as she began to feel more and more tired, we would take short walks to where these were going, and she would take cuttings after cuttings, finally getting one to root and planting it in our side garden.

I am ashamed to say that I can not remember the name of this plant, nor did I pay it much attention through the winter. Well, it said hello to me this spring, and a big way. It is absolutely beautiful, and I see it peeking out between the leaves in our hedge from its little spot in the side garden. I must admit that I have not been very good at watering her garden, or taking care of all of her plants. This one is different, though. This one I will watch after, talk to, and water whenever it is thirsty. This is Fran's legacy.

I know it will grow and thrive here, just as we did. I am only sorry that Fran has not been able to see the beauty of her work, and the results of her faith in the rich Sicilian soil.