Josh bought me flowers for Mother's Day. They were bulbs that were supposed to bloom. Daffodils and tulips and some others. I wanted to save the bulbs, but I didn't know what to do with them. So they sat on the counter for a few weeks. Josh tried to throw them away but I stopped him. After a few more weeks, I decided that Josh was right. So I set them outside the back door with the intention of taking them to the trash later.
And then everything happened.
So they just sat there. A little bowl of dirt and bulbs. Then it rained. And a little green shoot came out of the dirt. Another and another and now I have a little bowl of green. I have something from before that is still alive.
