So let us crave such deep-purple never fading amaranthine friendships, heart-mates, loves. Let us feed the soil with nutrients daily. Cultivate, coax, pamper. Talk to the plant, poke it gently, joke with it, play music. Lure it with lullabies, arias, divine melodies, fertilizers, whatever. Croon to the bloom, give generously sunshine, water, T.L.C. All of the above. Most sincerely, faithfully, eternally, always, with much, much--I cannot tell you how much--ever loving love, my love.