Lynn's Comments: My mom was a talented gardener. You might think it takes little know-how to plant something and watch it grow, but coaxing a seed or a bulb to its full potential takes knowledge, experience and skill. My mother had the ability to create a productive garden--and the patience and foresight to pass it on.
Lynn's Comments: My mom had a wonderful flower garden. When the daffodils came out, she would cut a few fresh ones—just open. She would put them in drinking glasses and drop a bit of food colouring into the water in each one so that we had a row of coloured "vases" —each holding one daffodil. Within hours, it seemed, the daffodil petals would begin to show a tiny row of colour along the edge. In a day or so, the veins in the petals were clearly seen as the colour flowed into them. It made a beautiful and fascinating show. We did this every year. I recently showed my grandkids this little miracle and they were thrilled. There’s nothing like nature to keep you fascinated.