it came into my life when i was desperate for comfort and healing. this sweet and dainty flower became a sort of medicine...a cure for broken hearts. something to help us all sleep at night...giving our sorrow a bit of time off.
it's unmistakable scent became a part of my life. like scents do. it brings tears to my eyes, but also reminds that such pain could only come from a mother's love....and how can that be a bad thing? so here i am in june...almost 8 years later, and the presence of lavender brings back who she was to us and what we're all missing each day that goes by without her. marilyn june...mom and nanny...
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**update for you blog hoppers...nice to meet you! this is my first time for friday flowers... it's an old post but one of my favorites. have a great weekend. xox |
7 comments:
What a beautiful tribute to a wonderful person!
Very pretty! Both your kind words and the photos. I need to go out and clip some of mine :)
thanks girls...
Brought tears to my eyes !! You have a wonderful way with words Leanne!
Funny - lavender is how my grandmother's house always smelled - and Mom and I always felt safe there. I always associated lavender with my grandma, but thinking back, now I think of Mom walking in and taking a deep breath.
Popping over from
Laura's when I saw
your gorgeous lavender.
My parents live in
Washington State and
every summer we go to
a lavender farm and pick
these glorious flowers!
They truly ARE healing.
Beautiful picture!
xx Suzanne
That's a lovely post. On the way to finding it I also saw double roses in a milk glass hob nail vase. Thanks for sharing,
Cheers,
Lisa x
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