Twenty years ago, I wrote a book called Grace from the Garden, a collection of stories about gardeners around the country and how they were helping their communities. I reserved the last chapter for a tribute to my mom, who was an avid flower gardener. And part of that story was the following excerpt, which I thought about today as I was potting up the last of our container plants and weeding a particularly overgrown part of our garden.
Beautiful words! Thank you.