My uncle gave me three flower boxes that once resided on his lovely deck at his home in Silverdale. My aunt would fill these with bright spring flowers at the first sign of good weather.
The three containers are now fastened to my white picket fence in the front yard, and are filled with English Ivy and magenta-colored geraniums. This particular planter hangs above my female Skimmia bush, and they make a nice pairing looking south from this part of the property.
Every time I tend these containers, I think of my aunt, gone for three years now, and once again I am reminded how much I miss her.
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