My daughter's forget-me-nots, going strong
Some of you may remember a picture I posted a couple of years ago. It was a photo of our old well, a spot I had always planted with flowers. My daughter Jill, who died in 2001, had always loved my gardens, particularly that colorful spot.
After she died I did no gardening for a long time. Then in 2003 a forget-me-not plant appeared on the outside of the stone slab that surrounds the well. There were no other forget-me-nots in my garden, and our property is surrounded by woods. The plant bloomed, and then fell over toward the well, seeding it. The next spring the well bloomed in bright blue and white. I have no doubt the forget-me-nots and their beautiful message came directly from Jill.
This year forget-me-nots surround the well: