I inherited my love of flowers from her, and was actually a florist for a time. She even used to bring back Spanish moss from her travels and would have it hanging out over Eisenhower Dr. I’m sure the people on the Conch Train wondered where they were for a minute.
Mommy was the type of person that could find a stick on the ground, stick it in dirt and end up with a beautiful flowing plant. She had a divider planter made to separate our kitchen from the dining area and filled it with philodendrons. My sister Coral’s like that too.
Me, not too shabby but I think I’ll stick with ny camera. The flowers and trees last a lot longer and no bugs!
Be patient, be well,