A Time to Transplant

Some time back--a year? two?--Mom gave Jolene a shamrock for her birthday. Jolene added "Shammy" to "Baby Doll" and to her delight, the plant survived and thrived.

The people who cleaned out Jolene's apartment brought Shammy over. She joined our (unnamed) garden, the first time in Mom's life that she has found a green thumb. I give all the credit to her, because I don't take care of them.

Jolene's single shamrock now boasts 2 dozen leaves. Mom brought home a new pot to transplant it before it outgrows its current home.

A vibrant, green plant, a living reminder of the love between grandmother and granddaughter.

A reminder that like the plant outgrows the pot and needs to be transplanted, Jolene has been transplanted into the richest soil of all, her heavenly home.