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We were in Regent’s Park in London when he looked at me and said he had a present for me. He told me to close my eyes and when I opened them, there was a ring in his hand. After that we were both giddy for a few minutes and I think I cried twice.
This is my 99-cent mystery plant from Linfield, which flourished while (probably because) I was gone. It’s been moved into a fabulous old pot and is now living on my shelf. Any name suggestions?