It is indeed springtime and the plants in Mommy's Garden, in a way, remembered. I actually did not notice that they are in full bloom until this morning.
This day, our house hosted the first station of the Way of the Cross. It was an honor that I do not take lightly. I was therefore forced to wake up earlier than usual. It was in the process of looking for appropriate decorations for the makeshift altar that I noticed these wonders of nature. They are all in our garden. Mommy planted and took care of the plants years ago. They more or less take care of themselves now. And if one lets his or her belief explain things, God, too.
I took the photos because these living things are memories of my mother. Yes, each one of them.
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