Gram's Garden
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I remember a patio embraced by a pear tree and a plum tree and three camellias, one pink, one red, one white. I would play with the other children in my grandmother's small day care center on the green painted paving stone patio surrounded by low rock walls softened by campanula, with its blue bells, and baby's tears, with shiny tiny green leaves. Above, hanging baskets cascaded with pink, red, and white trailing fuchsias. In spring and summer, every meal in warm weather was al fresco on the old picnic table. The pear blossoms in spring would garnish the tablecloth. A cushioned wooden chaise loungue gave me a comfortable place to read for hours. Gram involved herself in my school, which was a block away, by sending glorious bouquets of flowers with me to my teachers, and by running a plant booth for the yearly fun fair. A succession of children passed through her day care center, and I wonder if any of them (Sally? Sandra? Trisha? Mike and Bob?) later became dedicated gardeners. Anyone who came to visit got a tour of the garden - a mere 50X80 or so in a neighborhood near Seattle's Green Lake - and would leave with "slips" (cuttings) of plants: African violets, hardy fuchsias, roses ... and a bouquet of anything in bloom. |
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