dc: the magic of johnny jump ups

when i was a little girl, one of my favorite parts of spring was planting flowers. every year my mom would go to frank’s or hechingers and get flowers — mums, marigolds, petunias. she would plant them just so — equally spaced out and so pretty.

my favorite ones were always the johnny jump ups because of the story she told me about them.

you can plant them anywhere, together, alone, and they’ll live, be good and strong. but when they die, they aren’t really gone, they’ll show up in random places nearby where they hadn’t even been planted. they would always come back.

that just seemed so magical to me, it still does.

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