I haven’t had any opportunities to work on things in the yard recently, which is always done thinking of amm, because of all the rain we have had. But the other night I put on my jacket and pulled up the hood and trudged out into the rain to check on my potted flowers. I picked off the dying flowers, as amm showed me to do, and thought of her while I checked her rosebush for any signs of buds. I am so pleased that the rosebush is growing well after its transplant from the other house. And there are a couple of buds….