I like that the plants in my yard look like they all belong there, even though most of them have been contributions.
I have day lilies in my front yard; they are a bright inheritance in orange and crimson. They came from my parents’ garden and story goes that my mom’s dad dug up the original lilies from his mother-in-law’s yard.
When my husband and I bought this house, my mom appeared with a shovel and some lilies. She dug a hole and stuck them in.
“Just water them. They’ll keep coming back…and they’ll spread, too!”
I also have hostas. My friend pulled up some hostas from her yard and planted them in mine on the Mother’s Day when I had had wrist surgery.
“You need something to fill along the fence. These did so well in my yard, they will in yours, too!”
And now, I have a lilac bush from yet another friend. We stuck a two-foot high sapling in the ground last spring before she moved out of state.
“I don’t know if this sucker will take, but if you don’t try, you’ll never know….”
Now that little lilac is five-feet tall and blooming bold purple buds.