What memories do your plants bring back?
I can always remember Monty Don saying, how certain plants brought back memories of particular people, and as I was wandering around today, I got to thinking about this.
Honesty - seed I took from the grave yard of the church, where the daughter of my local pubs landlord, was getting married. Never been without it since.
Opium poppy - seed collected from a plant growing in a wall, at a friends house. He thought I was mad, but he wasn't a gardener.
Rosa Handel - first plant my OH bought for me.
Lychnis - [ vivid pink one ] seed donated by my FIL.
Red Azalea [ ? sp. ] 40th. bday present from locals at the pub.
What memories do your plants, evoke in you?
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my Late parents always had lupins and gooseberries, London Pride, nasturtiams, so any of those I am back in their garden and a kid again!
The grape vine in the greenhouse is a cutting from my last house, which was a cutting from my Nans greenhouse.
Lavender always reminds me of the hedge she grew by sticking cuttings in a line in sandy soil.
Doris pinks because that was her first name.
The golden philadelphus was a cutting from warwick castle. I followed the scent and although it was the wrong time of year, the tiny cutting took.
I dont grow many roses, but one particular old rose has the scent that transports me back to trying to make perfume out of mashed up red rose petals as a child.
Eucalyptus against a blue sky makes me think of the Eucalypt forests in south Western australia.
The buddleja weyerana on the front reminds me of the neighbour at my old house, who let me take a cutting off of hers.
Calendula . The first plant I ever noticed as a child. We lived in a flat with no garden but there was one house in our road that had only calendulas in the front garden.
The smell of greenhouse tomatoes always reminds me of my Dad. Mum loved roses and gooseberries remind me of my Grandma who was the best cook on earth. She could make anything and never ever had to weigh anything out.
Yeah - nice thread
The spicy scent of stocks and pinks immediately transport me back to a park on a scorchingly hot day when I was about 6. We'd stopped for a picnic en route to a holiday in Cornwall and were very excited. Can still taste the scotch eggs, tomatoes and 'thermos coffee'
Peas - always remind me of shelling (and eating!) peas for Sunday lunch with my lovely mum who died way too young over 30 years ago. Usually in the back garden on a hot day listening to Two Way Family Favourites.
Raspberries - clambering over the back fence to pick ones growing semi wild on the railway embankment - for mum to make into raspberry tart. Usually on a hot day...
I wonder if it really was always sunny and hot when I was a kid...
Like this thread
red roses for my dad who loved them
Hosta Queen Josephine for my mum who is delighted with it as am I
minature Salix - oldest thing in my garden which I have planted
alliums - Gladiator a gift from a close friend and Globemaster - first purchase of an allium
Hellebore - a gift from my oldest son for my birthday this year and I always wanted one
twisted hazel - my husband loves this and chose it a couple of years ago.
all of my Hosta collection which I have had a lot of fun with my youngest son to name them each time he comes back from Uni- I have said that I will leave them to him in my will - he is not best pleased!
and finally whilst not a "plant" the small lawn - my middle son cuts and strims it when he needs a bit extra money
too true about plants bringing back memories and reminders of people