Years ago, on Mother’s Day, my kids went shopping together and bought me the head you see here. She is cast from some material very like concrete, with an architectural detail as the model. For a while, I used her to hold votive candles, but always she seemed to be asking for plant material. I tried various things, but the space for planting is small and everything either died or overpowered her delicate features. At long last, this tiny sedum is behaving just as I had hoped: requiring very little water and spilling over her brow in a most fetching manner. Now, when Hillary and Din visit from their far-flung and disparate lives, I can show them how their long-ago gift has finally fulfilled her destiny.