Grandma's Hydrangeas

Whenever I see these beautiful blue hydrangeas blooming in my yard I think of my grandma. She had some hydrangeas by her front door and as a little girl I just loved them. I always thought they were so pretty.

Well there is a story that goes with these hydrangeas. When Jason and I bought our first house in Castlegar, we like all others starting out, did not have a lot of disposable income. I wanted to add some flower gardens around the yard. Of course that can be expensive. My grandma started quite a few hydrangea plants for me from hers. I planted them all over and always loved them. When we moved back to Port Alberni, I was sad to leave our house. Yes it did have its problems but many great memories there. I really hated leaving my hydrangeas, they meant so much to me, because my grandma had passed away a few years before us moving back, and these hydrangeas were a part of her that I had. I had a wonderful neighbor, named Robyn, who knew how much I loved these plants, that she took it upon herself to go ask the new owners if she could just take a piece of the plant (I didn't know she did this). One day on one of our visits to Castlegar, Robyn gave me this plant. I couldn't believe it, how thoughtful of her. Now this beautiful plant is blooming in my yard in Port Alberni. It has come full circle, like me. I still miss my grandma but she will always be with me.