What's your favourite flower?

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A poppy may represent sleep or indifference because of its narcotic qualities. It is sometimes used in depictions of the Passion of Christ as a reference to the sleep of death.

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The pomegranate is most often used to represent the Church because of its many seeds in a single fruit. It may also be used to represent resurrection or fertility.

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This Spathiphyllum, or Peace Lily, is blooming now.

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Jasmine is sometimes used in reference to the Virgin Mary because of its white color and sweet scent.

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The iris is a rival of the lily as a symbol for the Virgin Mary. Sometimes called a “sword lily,” it refers to Mary’s sorrow at Christ’s Passion.

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Visiting a lady to buy plants today I noticed a sweet lovely scent,she took me out the back and there was a beautiful sagewood bush loaded with flowers .It was shaped more like a tree with an umbrella of flowers (6 metres tall)
She gave me a branch to take pieces from 😃
On the drive home I stopped to pick creamy coloured fresias with a lovely scent in the middle of nowhere.They were growing wild under a few old eucalyptus trees and I’ve marked the spot to dig some when the foliage dries.
It has been a great day!
 
 
Visiting a lady to buy plants today I noticed a sweet lovely scent,she took me out the back and there was a beautiful sagewood bush loaded with flowers .It was shaped more like a tree with an umbrella of flowers (6 metres tall)
She gave me a branch to take pieces from 😃
On the drive home I stopped to pick creamy coloured fresias with a lovely scent in the middle of nowhere.They were growing wild under a few old eucalyptus trees and I’ve marked the spot to dig some when the foliage dries.
It has been a great day!
My mum would have been in her element there . :smiley:She loved freesias .
 
Me too!

I also love herbs that flower. I had a rosemary bush in my garden back in the day and I loved their flowers and so do the bees 🐝.

By the way there is a legend about the Virgin Mary hanging her laundry out to dry on a nondescript but fragrant bush. When the laundry dried, she removed it and the bush now bore small blue flowers. The bush was the rosemary.

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I have a little cutting of rose geranium I’m nursing along .Some how it had died out with hard frosts and dry Autumns,it will be really nice to have it established along paths again 🙂
I really enjoy public gardens that have an area of scented plants,herbs .I’m on the hunt for a lemon verbena at the moment 😃
Pelargonium graveolens - Wikipedia
 
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I really enjoy public gardens that have an area of scented plants,herbs .
You and me both.

It really is a multi-sensory experience isn’t it?

Not just pretty forms and colors, but music from the birds chirping and the scent of herbs and flowers.

If you visit Canada, specifically British Columbia, go to Bouchard gardens in Victoria. Beautiful garden.
 
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Baby Blue Eyes (Nemophila menziesii), with musical accompaniment

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Britain’s No 4 Flower and immortalised by one of our favourite poets , William Wordsworth :

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

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Daffodils

Isn’t that also associated with Wales.

I have a dear friend who was born and raised in Wales. She now lives in Hawaii running her own successful business.

She taught me some Welsh words.
 
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