It is going to be a very hot day again so I watered the shady parts of the garden. And while standing there I remembered my mother. She loved plants and always urged and cajoled and nurtured them to achieve their best possible efforts! She saw pictures of my garden in Suffolk, but it was too late for her to travel to the UK to actually see it. I would have like to talk to her about it this morning, but of course she isn’t there anymore. And then I thought I can still talk to her, and I am sure she will hear, and so I did. And I will send her some pictures too.