Two weeks ago my dad and I went back to our old town, to the residents' association's summer social. The chair-chap stood up and spoke a bit to everyone about my mum and how she'd been really helpful and done lots of stuff for the association, and presented us with a plant (and a bottle) in her memory. It's a
dappled willow (if I remember correctly), and is actually more like a small tree or shrub, so we're going to have to find a good position in the garden to plant it, I think!