We say much with flowers. Throughout history, all over the world, we have celebrated life or remembered special moments by leaving, giving or planting flowers.My Mother passed away recently at the grand old age of 94. She showed little real interest in gardens as such but had the uncanny ability of being able to take cuttings and grow seeds. She had the gift that whatever she sowed grew wonderfully well.
Her garden was also full of Bluebells and I have dug up many to replant in my own garden. They are something that I will always remember her by for she passed away when her Bluebells were breaking into a profusion of flower.
There is something very symbolic about plants that reach deep into our soul. That make us use them to remember and bring back memories of those we love or have lost. My Bluebells will always remind me of my Mother.
