Sometimes, the sweetest things happen. In this crazy world we are living in right now, with angry people and horrible war, we need to stop and take the time to appreciate the sweet little things when they happen.
A little package arrived in my mail yesterday. I had no idea what it was, I hadn't ordered anything. It came all the way from Seattle. Turns out it was from a very appreciative customer of mine. She had ordered some things from me, actually she's a repeat customer many times over, through my Etsy store. I had tucked in a little extra something on my last shipment to her, just to be nice. It arrived to her on a day that she said she especially needed my thoughtful gesture. I don't know what she was going through. But it was nice that I could make her smile.
Well, this package arrived here yesterday and it made me smile!
A couple months ago I saw this cute little African violet plant at the grocery store. For less than $5 that pretty little plant got popped in the shopping cart and came home with me. I have fond memories of my Grandma Kafehl with her beautiful skill of growing African Violets in her windows. She could get them to bloom year round, and have so many different colors. She could propagate the leaves by pinning them down into dirt with a hairpin. She had such a green thumb and her violets were absolutely beautiful. As kids, we had to be so careful looking at them, because it was way too easy to crack off a leaf with their stiff brittle stems. That is when Grandma would scoop up the broken leaf, and propagate it in another little cup with a pin. I guess I remember it well, because I was probably the one who broke off the leaves!
I haven't had to do too much to keep this one going. I put it in a larger pot and I water it carefully using a funnel between the leaves, so the water goes down on the dirt and not on the leaves. That's when it makes spots on the leaves--- if you let water get on them. I remember my grandmother telling me that.