There is an ever expanding group of lotus lovers in the town. The pot gets turned upside down every spring and re-potted. The extra lotus roots and shoots are divided up and another lotus fan is born.
We were re-potting the two pots outside the front floor and while mixing bonemeal with the clay-dirt I had an idea. Snoopy can visit us in the lotus this summer. Although sad, everyone thought it a good idea. I took a few bones from her urn and crushed them and mixed them in.
The lotus in summer.
borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is!