I'm learning to to like Nandina.
When I first came to this house I could have cared less.
One day Mom and I were walking around my yard and she said how much she liked them.
I think I found an appreciation that day.
One of our past times in the country, when we were neighbors,
was to walk around our flower beds and talk about how our plants
were growing and living...we loved that. I miss it.
Now Moma lives far away and there's no one to walk around my garden with me.
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