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Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Local Bloom

I wondered if the youngest had outgrown keeping my wee, glass Mother's Vase full, but happily he has not. And so it will sit on the sill of the window above my kitchen sink again this spring and summer, replenished with blooms - and marbles - as the youngest deems necessary. The flowers he bestows are usually of the, um..., native variety, which suits us just fine.

(I found my Mother's Vase at the Garden Shop next to the greenhouse in Reynolda Village some years ago, after I gave one to a friend as a gift then coveted it so much I went back and got one for myself. That shop is still where I'd look for one today, it being generally full of delightful little sundries.)
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