Why am I dragging this bag for 1000 km

The day before yesterday returned from Krasnodar to Kursk. He went to second-class carriage. Under the table, I placed a very non-standard bag: with plants. They stuck out more than evident. Could not quite like companions. But I was lucky. Companions were workers who were going to watch on Yamal. After such harsh watches bushes not uncomfortable!

For those who gasped from such neighborhood: no drinking, no swearing, no noise.

Why I was busy with these Rastishka, write below. At first, the characters themselves :)

Most coveted was a pink hydrangea. Looks seedling is not respectable, he is in a blue rag:

After planting:

Grow should picturesque thickets, hats, knee-high. In September, when all fades, they just bloom. Very impressive look.

Next to the hydrangea bush grew up without a title. Yellow blooms in spring and breed easy layering. Nothing else about it do not know. So he rose-after arriving for permanent residence:

After planting:

I hope that in May, these branches will be caked with yellow flowers. And over time, will polutorametrovy bush.

Ivan-tea will be the beginning of a tea plantation in me. It has long been going :)

All the plants we dug Aunt Lida, my first mentor on agriculture. She was for many years, and I wanted to have time to plant and grow it at its plants. In memory.

This link between generations, cities and people. Not just willow-herb, and Aunt Lida - more than grass. A piece of the motherland, good, memory, life.

And you have such plants in the memory?

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