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by Jane Stahl
I love this houseplant for its deep burgundy leaves, its pretty lilac flowers, and its independence. There's no keeping it alive during fall and winter.; it completely fades away. Leaves on spindly stalks wither, and there's no way to tell if the plant has any life left.
And yet, year after year, it returns. Our routine over decades has been to return it to its outdoor position on my balcony porch the week after school ended. From there, each morning I'd watch it return to its full glory.
Lovely story. Thank you, Kathleen and editors for shaing it with us.
Sunny, with a high of 89 and low of 63 degrees. Sunny during the morning, clear overnight.
I haven't been to the folk fest since I worked it as a teen helping to make apple butter. I hope the schnitz and knepp is still as good, and that you can still get vanilla ice cream with peaches. I still have some blacksmithed items from those years kicking around.
Not sure why the festival was moved as the location in East Greenville was nice. I volunteered as an apprentice for the ink maker when I was in seventh grade over 40 years ago.....