Verdulagas. Or keeping Mom's memory!
When I first moved to my little apartment in Bullhead City I was amazed by the fauna. I wrote a blog on it. But I did not mention "verdulagas". The English translation is parslane and that would be an edible weed that has bulbous leaves like a succulent plant. It webs out with several runners and it has little yellow flowers.When I lived in Colorado it grew abundantly all over the ground. People would just cut it and throw it away. Mom didn't. She picked it, cleaned it (and like spinach) she made a delicious veggie dish out of it. She would add cheese and onions with little specks of tomato. It was a wonderful dish.
I have since thought over the years how Mom took care of us. The delicious meals she cooked. The laundry she did for us. The ironing. And the love she gave us. My siblings could be somewhat mean with us younger kids and sometimes even with Mom. But Mom just loved us forever and ever.
The verdulagas growing in my front yard reminded me of Mom's love. SO, I have decided that the love must live forever. My little verdulaga plants grow with no hindrance of other weeds. They get plenty of water in this 100+ degree weather and they shall live until they flower, wilt and produce their little seeds for the next generation of my Mothers memory!
I love my little verdulaga plants! And Mom, too!!!
Comments (6)
Yes as you say that the plant has flowers on it.
Happy to read that you are keeping your mothers memory alive.
Doood , glad you jumped in.
Yeah, I like stuff like plants and rocks and stuff. It's so neat, I look at those plants and MOM! pops into my head!!
CCincy!
Yeppers, that woman was a sweetie!!! I think most Mom's are!!
Ashlander!
I'm going home right now and eat a salad!!! Good to hear from you!!
MIMIART!!!