My Friendship Shamrock

First I want to thank Cindy for hosting the 'Show and Tell' at http://romantichome.blogspot.com/2009/11/show-tell-friday.html

This week I am featuring

My Friendship Shamrock

    A few years ago a friend insisted on stopping by for a visit on her and her husband’s way to Nevada for their winter stay-over. They had to come way out of their way. I was wondering why they where coming and I was soon to find out.

    As she walked up my front pathway from the gate I could see she had something behind her back which she soon revealed. Around came her hand holding a potted shamrock.

     “Do you remember this Lynda?” she asked.

“You gave this to me 31 years ago.”

I was shocked warmed, then tickled ...

    Yes ...she was correct, I had given her a section of my shamrock that I had in my living room, back then. I broke off a section, potted it and gave it to her as a friendship plant. And, through all the years she had kept it alive and took it when ever they moved.

    Now, she and her husband Bruce travel to Nevada every year, and the previous year they had tried to take it across the border where upon the border guard would not let the shamrock cross, so to keep it safe she asked if she may go and have someone take care of it, until they returned. She somehow found someone. If memory serves me correctly, kind strangers (I think); they just stopping at a house along the roadside and after telling them the history of the plant asked if they could leave it in their care until they returned in the spring.

    Spring arrived, Kathy and Bruce crossed the border back into Canada, returned to the kind peoples home, and retrieved the shamrock on their way back to Alberta..

    Well … that fall she wanted to make sure of shamrock’s care so she brought it back to me. Over the years, she told me, it had had many many babies given away to friends and relatives, but she assured me that the main plant that I had given her was somewhere in the middle still, it had remained, just like our friendship had through all the years …

    So, to this very day, now, my table is graced with a beautiful display our wonderful friendship, sweet little white flowers with broad emerald three petal leaves that open every day and close up at night.

    Things are not really possession, but instead, (the way I see it as) we are stewards of them, and among all the things I have stewardship over, this is one of my fondest …

Thank you Kathy and Bruce for being my friends,

I love you.