are a new-found love, though i have been surrounded by plants always. it was the seasonal flowers, planned and planted by mom in our days in different parts of North India. on our return to the tropical south, mom started her love affair with bonsai, cacti, orchids and the local flowers peculiar to Kerala.
never the one to take effort at anything, i stuck to ferns, money plants, succulents, till the daughter decided she needed her dose of pink in the balcony, too. pink button roses, periwinkles, morning glories - most of which, sadly, rest in peace now - started our tryst with blooms. i am slowly finding my way among flowering plants and their care.
like the ambitious woman unwilling to let go of her freedom, who forgets it all after she has held her baby and can't wait for it to smile and gurgle, i find myself looking out for the blooms to raise their head. i so love to see a bud and can't wait for it to flower and colour the space. let there never be a flowerless day among my pots, dear Lord.
at 31. just wanted to remember when.