I have a rose in a wrong spot, really, that gamely comes back every year and gives me two or three simple peach roses. I bought it for my Mother for mother's day some 57 years ago. It was in a good spot when it was planted, but trees and euonymus and a new front porch have all conspired against the poor thing. I dare not move it. I'm sure the roots go to China.
And yes, we're doing our annual Mother's Day pie sale virtually. Pies were solicited, prices and list were set, sent out to congregation, who could forward as they wished. And I guess it's wow, if I hadn't done it so many times. Now, I've misplaced my usual tart cutter, but I coped with a substitute. It's not even all that expensive. All told, 6 c flour 1 lb lard 1 c no name walnuts 1 c of maple syrup that I get on sale at 7.97/litre, 5 eggs, 2/3 c. butter, bit of vanilla, 2 c brown sugar and 1 c of corn syrup. Boxes are cheap if you buy them from the Superstore by the 100. My gas oven is efficient. Even at inflated prices, that wouldn't cost out at more than about $12, and they'll bring in $100 (edited, because I think I underestimated what they sell for; I was thinking $6/half dozen, but I think they're charging $10).
And my dear friend E and I are going to try running a perennial plant sale on June 5th. E and I will finalize plans for the sale, sitting outside on her back deck, appropriately spaced and masked (we've both had one vaccine, but we're not in each other's bubble). Depending on what the rules are, we might have to have traffic cops restricting the number of people around. We'll do it outside, not allow access to bathrooms inside. We'll mask and distance and have sanitizer handy. The work of the church goes on. These events are not just fundraisers. They are friendship builders, they are invitations to community members to get involved.
