As my father and I surveyed the things in his current apartment wondering what he might keep as he prepares to move to a smaller living space he asked me to take a photo of one of his treasured possessions this gorgeous fern that was a favourite of my mother’s. He is not sure it will fit into his new quarters.
Close-up of the tiny flowers on the fern.
Very occasionally this fern blooms with lovely little white flowers. The most recent time it bloomed was after my first granddaughter was born at the beginning of April. Dad said just after I called him to tell him about his great granddaughter’s birth, and the fact that she would share her second name Marie with my mother, he noticed that the fern was in bloom. He thought of it as a sign from my mother who died in 2013 that somehow she knew about the arrival of her new great-granddaughter and was delighted that they shared a name.
Hopefully, we will be able to find room in Dad’s new living space for this verdant plant that he feels provides a living kind of connection with my Mom.
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