A tradition at our church, each year around Earth Day parishioners bring in plants to exchange or give away. I find it a nice excuse to divide up some of my perennials and herbs and give them new homes, and we always bring home some new treasures, too.
When my mom became very ill a few weeks ago and we realized she’d be unable to coordinate this event, I offered to take it on for her. It felt both ridiculous–given all the very hard things we’re dealing with right now–and wonderful to do it for her.
The kids were willing assistants, and I think they enjoyed feeling like they were helping their grandmother, too.
We cut the banner from old maps, and made flowers from coffee filters (left over from another art project) that the kids and I painted.
Henry and I spent several days dividing up and re-potting plants.
And then something (I’m looking at you, squirrels) dug up a bunch of Mom’s seedlings.
Fortunately, I found each one, buried in the dirt. They are tiny, but I gently replanted them and hope they will continue to grow.
I didn’t have a chance to take pictures during the event, when the tables were covered with plants of all sorts and surrounded by people. But here are a few images from when we set up.
We made an effort to highlight native plants, as my mom requested.
Of course certain children of mine kept disappearing to climb trees,
or wear snakes.
I think their grandmother would approve.