19 April 2012

Hen & Chicks & Baby Chikoo

My dear friend from Brooklyn found out she was pregnant while in India, visiting her father.  He suggested it was best to plant a tree to signify roots, growth, and birth.  They planted a chikoo tree for baby chikoo.  Isn't that the sweetest idea?  I think it would also be great for anyone moving to a new home or a new city, too.  Or maybe someone getting married or starting school.  Plant something.  Grow some roots.

Tomorrow I'll be planting my Hen & Chicks Succulents in my window boxes, for good things to come.  The gardener at the NY Botanical Gardens said they are hearty & they multiply.  :)


Have you ever planted something for a special reason?



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9 comments:

  1. Love that!

    And yes, I have planted something for a special reason- bay trees in memory of my dad and my mother-in-law who have both passed on. They are a wonderful reminder for us as we go on with our daily lives to remember and honour those who raised and shaped us.

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  2. It just gave me the idea for a perfect wedding gift for a couple who already have all they need!!! :) Thank you!

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  3. I decided to grow a lot of things this year after I learned that I had stage 4 endometriosis and wouldn't be growing a baby (at least not anytime soon). Planting things and watching them grow has been so therapeutic for me! I wrote about it here:

    http://thefledglingmatriarch.blogspot.com/2012/03/answer-at-least.html

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  4. Ooh. I love love love succulents. And I love the idea of planting things for a reason.

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  5. I actually planted hens and chicks at the little place I rent, just leaving my mark there.

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  6. My husband planted a flowering magnolia outside our sunroom window for our anniversary a few years ago. He said that it reminded him of how, over time, our love had become even more beautiful. I was so touched, because it was so unexpected and he was right. Through all the ups and downs of life our love has grown and flowered even more so. I love looking at the tree as I sit in our sunroom and it is an ever-present reminder of his love for me.

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  7. My grandparents planted a tree at their house when each of their kids were born. And when I was born, my parents took a cutting from my Dad's tree and planted it at their house for me.

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  8. Awe! I cried! Thank you Mara & Danny. Our baby Chikoo is such a miracle to us. After such struggles including a miscarriage, fertility tests, treatment, and many ups and downs, we were so happy to get that little line. My whole family, together for the first time in 11 years, since my parents divorced and my father moved back to India, were on cloud nine as our announcement came on my father's 65th birthday. The whole family patted the dirt down, and a hindu priest came to bless him inside me. I declared, at that moment, baby Chikoo was a boy - and guess what? He is! The first grandson.
    I've thought a lot about that little tree growing through the winter and now the monsoons. As I have struggled with bed rest, a cerclage placed, and a high risk pregnancy, I never loose sight of that visualization - the roots of the tree, and a part of me.

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