SOMETHING FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD
My mom calls this the Chinese Bamboo.
I am not sure if she is certain about it. Even so, this brings memories of my childhood days. I do not know how old this plant is. Maybe 30 years plus? Whatever. All I know is that this is already a part of our family. Every November (or October?) this Chinese Bamboo will start to flower and they are always lovely. I remember that we used to put Christmas lights around them. Oooh those days. I wish I could go back. Maybe just go back for a couple of minutes to experience that joy I haven't felt for years since we forgot how it is to be a kid :)
My mom calls this the Chinese Bamboo.
I am not sure if she is certain about it. Even so, this brings memories of my childhood days. I do not know how old this plant is. Maybe 30 years plus? Whatever. All I know is that this is already a part of our family. Every November (or October?) this Chinese Bamboo will start to flower and they are always lovely. I remember that we used to put Christmas lights around them. Oooh those days. I wish I could go back. Maybe just go back for a couple of minutes to experience that joy I haven't felt for years since we forgot how it is to be a kid :)
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