(for Sue Reynolds)
When your Canadian friend
sends you home with two
plastic bags of mint—
one full of leaves for
steeping, the other
dangling hairy roots
for planting—you
make a pot pf tea
the first night, sipping
in her honour. On
the second day you
take trowel and hose
and foam kneeler
to three different
spots in the garden
and commence with
prayerful planting:
Please let these
newcomers snuggle
into this foreign soil
to make a home, safe
from mint-loving cats
and other critters,
long enough to weather
winter, spread their
roots and grow into
mojito mint that will
remind you of your
green-thumbed thumb
friend a whole continent
away who sent you back
to your land carrying
flourishing bits of hers.
Güd wrtr 
You are likely, over time, to have a LOT of mint! Enjoy!
Love,
Amrita
Sacramento is mint friendly! When I was growing up we had an outdoor faucet which dripped and a mint plant flurished there for years! On a side note, our friend Cora would tell you that Carson City and Denver are even MORE “Mint friendly!”. I have complete faith in your gardening abilities and your loyalty to friends! Love, ~Connie
Thanks, Connie! If I can keep the cats eating/rolling in it, it may have a chance!
So glad the mint survived your yard. In no time you will have more mint than you can ever use!!
I’m glad the mint survived the flight. In no time you will have more mint than you can ever use!
I so hope so! Here’s to the cats not finding it till it swarms and takes over!