Create with Kim!

In the late afternoon, my office tucked under the roof becomes too hot. Web design becomes tedious when I am hot so I called my daughter and asked her if she would like to replant her palm.

When Ceiri moved out “Palm” baked for a while in the tiny closed room–just off the too hot office. I brought Palm downstairs weeks ago and began misting with a tiny spray bottle trying to nurse him back to health. One-by-one, I cut off a frond until there were only three left. And I wasn’t sure if he’d be better off with them all axed.

Ceiri has been busy readying the nursery for Liam Thomas Connors. Her first son. My first Grand Boy.Palm waited patiently. And today we both made time for Him. New pot. New Soil. A graying grandma to be and a young pregnant woman, together, repotted, watered, and misted.

We gossiped and caught up on family news. A short hot afternoon was too soon over. I drove my daughter and Palm home. Watched Liam kick. And listened to my daughter explain how hard it is getting to breathe.