This past weekend, someone took two huge hanging baskets off my mother’s grave at Cemetery Park.
If it so happens that one of your neighbors or friends compliment you on “your” baskets, maybe you can tell them where you got them, “cheap.”
They were identical – wire hanging baskets with moss. The pot was inside with purple petunias edged in white.
My 93-year-old father likes to go to the cemetery and take in the quietness and beauty of the flowers. Oh well – what goes around comes around.