My little granddaughter and I planted some of Grandma's bulbs the other day.
Tulips and other spring flowers that were in mesh bags at her house....flowers she would have planted in her yard. Mally and I added them to ours instead, along with daffodils I'd purchased this fall. I think, if she could see us, she'd be pleased.
Mally and I talked about her and how next spring- close to Easter, these flowers will bloom where they're planted.
One of those metaphors for life that I think about a lot.
Bloom where you're planted.