Looking forward to spring & seeing old friends!

As we most of you guys and girls I'm really looking forward to spring not only does it make me think of the coming summer but it doesn't half give me a lovely warm feeling inside seeing all those spring bulbs coming up.

It's all the more special when you see 'old friends' I don't mean of the human kind but of the plant kind!

On my last job I worked in an 'all guy' section and as you can imagine the boys looked after me pretty well.... one guy found out that I had a great love of gardening like himself and would give me loads of helpful advice and a daily account of what he was doing on his allotment or in his garden....one day I went to work to find he had dug up a large part of his snowdrops for me.

When we moved I made sure that the bulbs were dug up and taken to the 'new' house when they come into flower it's like seeing that old work mate once again.

Any of you guys got any similar stories?
Helen.xxx.

 

What a lovly story Helen..

Its Forget-me-nots for me.... my mam lived next door to me, and she had a bit of a rockery..well thats what she named it i used to plant it up for her and amongst other things were forgetmenots.. she died suddenly one feburary..a few weeks later i was sitting outside missing her and not wanting to do anything in the garden, when i looked over the gate, and there they were blooming away. i forgot id planted them.. i miss her

 

Oh Dee sweetheart it must have been so very hard losing your mum even more so with her living next door to you, I don't know how you managed to get your life back together.

It's strange and you might think I'm a little odd for saying this but I think that when you are missing someone who has died so very much and are in deep despair over the loss.... I do believe that there is some kind of force that allows that loved one to display that they are near you and you are not alone.

Even if it's just you're mind playing tricks with you wanting some kind of sign I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

And what better way for your mum to show you she's near than those For-get-me-nots..... it's Mizpah
Helen.xxx.

 

oh helen thats exactly what i think.. she was saying forget me not, but life go's on, so get on with it

and shiney, what a lovely story you told, brings tears to my eyes... your garden room is extra special because of your mum..Dee.

 

To all of you

"Our Mum", my mother-in-law, for our Golden Wedding Anniversary gave us a set of golden climbing roses, but she died in 2005 before she could see them to enjoy. Each year when they bloom we say thanks "Our Mum"

Grandad

 

We moved house recently and had to leave behind plants which had always been named after my wife's parents. Both large shrubs - but we still have a Wegelia which started life as a cutting from a plant which grew in their garden . now both my children have plants taken as cuttings from that one - wonderful things are plants................

 

I agree chobart plants are wonderful, and memories....
Grandad another lovely story

 

Like shiney, my Baffa (outdoor living room) with deck on top was built with the proceeds I personally received when my dear Mother-in-Law died. As my own Mother died when I was seven, "Mum" was my mother for over 30 years and I loved her dearly, as I did my Father-in-Law. I was fortunate to have two very special people in my life.

I also have various shrubs and plants that have been given to me by friends and they are wonderful reminders of more special people who have crossed my path.

 

What lovely stories. i don't have one, but i do like to think my parents and my grandad are looking down & saying 'at last!' only took me 40 years! how i wish i took more notice when they were here.

cheers

 

When each of myself and my nine bothers and sisters were born to mark the event my parents planted either a tree or a shrub in their garden to mark our birth.My shrub was 'Jasminum Nudiflorum' {Winter Jasmine} and as I grew so did my shrub.

When Mr Kandy and I bought our bungalow,my mum gave us a rooted plant off of the mother plant which we grew for the whole twenty one years that we lived there.When we decided to move six years ago we again took a rooted plant from the shrub in our garden and planted it in our new garden.The photo below is the said shrub which is now in flower as I speak.

 

My neighbour isn't keen on gardening (in fact his is dominated by classic cars)but he treasures one plant in particular, a flowering cherry tree which he planted over the remains of his beloved Pyrennean Mountain dog when she died of cancer, several years ago now. The tree is mature and is a huge ball of white, just like Samantha used to be, when its blossom appears every spring.
It is planted on the edge of the back lawn, the grass is thinning in the shade under it so this autumn I have created a flower bed around it for him, and planted an assortment of white flowering bulbs. My intention is to add other plants which bear white flowers at other times of the year.

In my own garden I have a contorted hazel which my husband and I chose and planted together a few months before his death. Our life together had been anything but uneventful and we felt this hazel's growth pattern reflected that. When I sold our home a couple of summers later I arranged with the buyers to take it with me, and to transplant it later in the year. When I collected it they had very kindly pruned all the contorted parts off thinking they were diseased. I was gutted, but moved it anyway and kept my feelings to myself. The next spring imagine my joy when I found a contorted shoot ..... I removed all the other 'normal' shoots immediately and prayed. Now, seven years later, it my pride and joy.

 

Vistabile,

I read the word dog and zoomed in :D

What a lovely thing for your neighbour to do
I love Cherry Tree's - PMD's. So nice of you to help him out with bedding as well :D