Home Grown Flowers

As a child, I remember our garden being full up with many varieties of flowers. Mum and Dad both shared a love for flower gardening, they worked hard at it and did it well. I suppose that it was inevitable that they called their only Daughter after a flower! There were flower borders all around the lawns, both sides of the paving stones Dad laid and along the fences and garden wall. There were roses trained on trellises up the walls of the house. Bushes planted in the lawn, some shrubs but mainly those producing flowers. I remember the smell of lavender from the lavender bushes. We even had flowers in with the vegetables as Dad liked to grow sweet peas which he trained to grow on a stick frame like the beans and peas, they were all different colours and made a picture when in bloom. Mum liked to cut these and bring them in the house as well as blessing our Grandparents and elderly neighbours with bunches of them. Their smell was gorgeous. At the bottom of the garden was my favourite tree, it was a cherry tree which produced beautiful pale pink blossom. I loved the cherry tree in blossom, when it all fell off the tree and scattered the lawn beneath that looked pretty too.