Four years ago, just before Bill's heart attack, bypass surgery, retirement, and our moving to Texas (what can I say? It was a very momentous year!), I took cuttings of a large, very overgrown African violet plant. It had never ceased to bloom for months at a time every winter.
Two of the young starts made the move south with us. And thrived, though without blooming. Until now -- in the very hottest of summer, this one is finally flowering with many more blooms on the way. Patience in all things . . . Eventually things work out for the good.
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