It is funny how you can be somewhere, especially in a formal garden, and remember childhood days. I was 10 when we moved into our new home. And I can vividly remember my dad saying this soil is no-good and it needs improving. Having worked as a child on a farm, he decided to plant the garden with potatoes to improve the soil. It worked!
Once his potatoes were finished, he created borders and laid the turf. He then built my mum a greenhouse and she would grow the seeds for the bedding plants for summer and winter. Anemone’s, impatiens, geraniums, petunias, red-hot pokers, and marigolds to name a few. With the gladioli, standing proud giving height and definition to the borders.
One of the first things he put in the garden, was roses. He loved roses. Mind you I don’t think the neighbours went much on his rose garden… especially as he bought bags of horse manure for them to be planted with. 😀 😀 😀
Another favourite of his was dahlias.
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Camera: Canon EOS 600D
Lens: Canon EF-S18-55mm f/3.5-5.6 IS STM
F/Number: f/7.1
ISO: 100
Focal Distance: 27 mm
Shutter Speed: 1/13 sec
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Software: Adobe Lightroom Classic and On1 Photo RAW 2023
He loved dahlias, especially red-ones… in fact, he liked any flower which was red. And I remember as a child, the ear-wigs that used to crawl out from them.
How funny it is … when flowers bring back those wonderful memories… it feels just like it happened yesterday. That pom-pom dahlia bought back happy childhood memories.
Even the Red-Hot Pokers bring back memories of my mum threatening the rabbit he’ll be in a pie if he does it again… 😀 😀 😀
Camera: Canon EOS 70D
Lens: Canon EF-S60mm f/2.8 Macro USM
F/Number: f/4.0
ISO: 100
Focal Distance: 60 mm
Shutter Speed: 1/500 sec
Photograph Date: 31.07.2022
Photographer: Bren
Software: Adobe Lightroom Classic
Memories of my mum tenderly nurturing these plants, and planting them out and then screaming out loud as the rabbit bit the red-hot poker at the base and was happily hopping around the garden with the flower out of his mouth.
Even though I detest gardening… my limit is a few tubs and grass… I do admire the hard-work that gardeners do, to provide colourful floral displays. And when I saw these two flowers at Great Comp Gardens near Sevenoaks, it was just nostalgic.
Does anybody else see a flower and think of childhood memories for someone you no longer see? If so, drop us a comment below.
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