Human Flower Project
Sunday, April 17, 2011
We stumble over a family milestone, inching on with the fortification of blooms and friends.
Rue anemone, periwinkle and narcissus in the April yard
Louisville, Kentucky, 2011
Photo: Human Flower Project
“April is the cruelest month,” our mother recalled. She had been admitted to the hospital April 4, her 90th birthday, seized with pain after a spinal compression fracture.
Who knows how it happened? She suspects it was a vigorous two hours about a week prior – one of the first fine spring days in Kentucky. With someone to look after her 97-year-old husband (our father) for the morning, she had checked on the peonies in her side yard, then gotten down on her knees and begun weeding with relish.
“I was having so much fun,” she told us from a bed at Jewish Hospital in Louisville, bitter and wistful.