The gift that grew

by | Jul 22, 2011 | Uncategorized | 6 comments

When I first moved into my apartment nearly two years ago, I sat there amidst the boxes and bare rooms, and had this thought: ‘I wish someone would bring me flowers.’
I’ve always liked to grow flowers for picking, to bring life into my home.
But here I was, with no garden, and no welcome.
Then a friend came, bearing a yellow gerbera in a pot. I was elated! It flowered beautifully for quite a while, and then as potted plants do, it stopped and became just a leafy plant.
This year I decided to plant it out into my little balcony garden.
And here it is, flowering again, despite the wintry weather and blasting winds.
It seems to be smiling at me.
It welcomes me home, just as my friend did, so many months ago.
If you know someone who has just moved in to a new home, you can’t go wrong by taking a flowering plant in a pot (no vases required), a plate of freshly baked scones, or a jar of home-made soup. Your gesture will be remembered forever.


  1. lifeonthecutoff

    Gerbera daisies are such happy flowers. What a thoughtful housewarming gift, now shared twice with your readers, Juliet. Thank you.

  2. Marilyn

    Gerberas are such cheery flowers, I love them. They were favourites of both my father and my grandmother so I think of them when see them. I agree with you that giving a living plant is a wonderful thing to do, as is fresh home baked goods.

    Than you for your welcome back on my blog. I am still unsure what I will do; I will just take it a step at a time at this stage.

  3. juliet

    Thank you Penny, and Marilyn so good to see you back! Thank you for visiting.

  4. Lynley

    What a splash of sunny yellow. Gerberas don’t like being outside in Wellington gardens but I remember them thriving in Hawkes Bay gardens when I was a teenager.

  5. juliet

    That’s interesting Lynley. I wasn’t at all sure that it would be OK outside, but Auckland must be warm enough – even in winter.

  6. Lynley

    I think our dampness here plus the cold means they die in our gardens. Perhaps the Auckland humidity is cancelled out by the extra warmth up north?
    Hawkes Bay has such hot, dry summers they just thrive in.


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