Morning glories. A dear friend of mine who has been gone a while now had morning glory vines growing on the fence next to her house. The birds always managed to plant some in my flower bed. Every year when they’d bloom we’d share pictures. This year I was sad because there was no morning glories. This weekend I spotted one growing the crack in the sidewalk. It was so comforting. I said “hello Val” to it. Treasure your friends and their memories
