These hand-painted clay pots now have plants to keep them company.
or my birthday
, my ten-year-old daughter, my thirteen-year-old son and my twenty-something daughter Cadie each painted a clay flowerpot for me. I planted them with purchases from Stony Hill Farm
. There are sempervivums at either end and silver squill (Ledebouria socialis) in the middle. I am growing them all as houseplants in the kitchen where I will look at them often.
Cadie painted a lot of detail on her pot.
Here’s a bluebird on flowering quince.
This cardinal is perched among apple blossoms.
The goldfinch is perching on a witch hazel branch.
She even painted the saucer with a blossoming apple tree.
I thought you’d enjoy them. I know I do.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
in Albert Camus quotations