Comments on: Botanical Nostalgia

By: Linda

Thu, 13 Aug 2015 17:25:55 +0000

Your floral work is beautiful. Your dog with the David Bowie eyes is so cute.

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By: Christine

Sun, 26 Jul 2015 18:58:08 +0000

I have always had a fondness for flowers that grow wild and free. I remember spending many a childhood day combing through fields of clover searching for the lucky one with 4 leaves, or picking daisies to turn into floral crowns that I am my princess would wear proudly. As a mother and grandmother I think the most heartfelt and precious bouquets I have received have been hand picked with love by wee little hands. These bouquets most always include dandelions, as well as daisies, lily of the valley and queen anne’s lace.

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By: Janice Weir

Sun, 26 Jul 2015 15:00:15 +0000

Flowers have the ability to transport me back in time. Every time I see the lilacs bloom in the spring I am transported back to my Granny and Grampa’s backyard where the lilacs bloomed abundantly. And when we had sleepovers there, you could smell the lilacs through the bedroom window, a wonderful scent to wake up to.

In addition we had many, many hours of fun and joy playing beneath the weeping willow tree that grew in the front yard. It provided not only needed shade on hot summer days, but a veritable forest for the imagination as it became anything we could dream it to be.

As I watched my nieces and nephew grow up and enjoy the outdoors at Nan’s, I was so glad that we able to pass on the joy and wonder of plants to them and to their children as well. While we are able to take the memories with us, it is still sad to say goodbye to our little piece of paradise.

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By: Nancy

Sun, 26 Jul 2015 03:21:37 +0000

I love lots of flowers; however, tonight I am reminded of my little boy at about three years old wearing his red rubber boots and coming around the corner of the garage pushing his miniature red wheelbarrow. He was grinning proudly. You see, my little helper had his wheelbarrow full of perfect pink tulip blooms pulled from my lovely tulip bed. He was so proud to be helping that I had to be happy too. All grown up now, I always think of my darling little gardener when I see the tulips brightening up my spring flower beds.

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By: Braden

Sun, 26 Jul 2015 00:38:31 +0000

Every time I see bleeding hearts I think of the large plant we had at the front door of my childhood home.

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