Bloom
I have never been one much for growing things (except babies), nor am I one who is particularly adept at keeping, say, a houseplant alive. I have harbored a jealousy of my parents who always have beautiful patches of flowers in their yards. I have wondered why I cannot seem to do the same thing – until now. This beauty, pictured above, grew into her 7 foot tall glory under my careful watch and attention over the last three months. (The other flowers in my garden that did not flourish will be the subject of another blog…) I found a
