The house that I grew up in always had the most beautiful window boxes that my mother took such pride in taking care of. My mother had a green thumb that she really never had a lot of time to utilize back then since she worked full-time and had a house full of kids that required most of her time. So instead of her having a garden out back she took advantage of what a window box could bring to our home.
Every time I see flower boxes I think of my mother and that house that was filled with so much love and so many kids back then. A few years ago I went back to that old house and was pleased to see that who ever owns and lives in it now is still making sure that those window boxes are taken care of and filled with beautiful, colorful flowers for all the neighbors and folks that go by there to enjoy. That means a lot to me.