Do you like plants, she asked me. She had moved here from Costa-Rica, raised eight children all grown-up now. The children were why she had with her own hands turned their carport to a playroom. Working very early hours when the kids were sleeping. The carport playroom was sporting it's third entrance door now, every time she came across a better one by the street or somewhere, she simply replaced the old one. She could have built a house with her own hands if need be, with her attitude.

I was worried I could not keep the scions alive - and I couldn't, not all of them. But some survived.