I found these plants collecting dust in the top shelf of a room in my mom's house. Unused, unloved, unwanted.

Set us free. They whispered to me. We just want to be a part of nature.

They told me their tales of misery and loneliness. I swore to help them.

I did the best I could to make them more comfortable. I hope they like their new homes.


EDITED TO ADD:
My mom noticed the daisies in their new habitat, and was thrilled at the idea. She thought it was cute and said that she had just been about to throw them out, and now they had a place to stay. :D