...or the art of letting go. I bought this oxalis a couple of years ago. When fall came and it started to look tired, I put in a cold bedroom- and forgot all about it...until spring came along. The poore oxalis looked very dead indeed..so I threw it out. But then I discovered some strange tubers in its soil...and to cut the story short; today I have two Oxalis instead of just the one...so maybe letting go is a good thing after all.
Recently I have been bissy knitting this claradress for my niece.