Morning sun on plants

I like plants, as I like other things, with stories.

The oxalis was given to me about twenty-five years ago by a student whom I'd taught ten years before and who was then a student again in my university department (finishing her master's thesis).

The Christmas cactus is a clone from my mother's plant, which she had been given as a wedding present by her grandmother in 1943.

About ten years ago, the cactus started (accidentally) growing with the oxalis and I never thought to disentangle them.

Now they sit in a warm sunny window catching morning sun.