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12 September 2021


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Oh what Faux Pas that would have been!
Arun Lillies were a funeral/burial flower here years ago but often used in bride's bouquets in later years. My Dad always related fresias to cemeteries because the largest cemetery in the Southern Hemisphere in Sydney was covered in fresias when he was a young boy. There used to be a trainline into it & trains would carry the coffin!

The mums we bought in the store would get planted each year and come up faithfully the next. I was always partial to the deep rust colored ones.

Oh your stories always touch my heart.
My husband bought me a big huge Mum on Saturday the soft pink colour I love
God bless you and I love the history you told me of he Mum in China.
I love you

Now you have caused me to consider buying a mum soon for the planter at the front of my house. Out go the geraniums ! Some fall color will be nice.

I am adding a hearty "AMEN!" to Diogenes' comment! Every year for decades the women in our congregation were gifted *tiny* 2"-4" seedling pots of mums once a year. A friend of mine always planted hers -now her yard is packed with huge almost bush sized mums that just come and go on their own time schedules, it's incredible to walk by her house at times!

In regard to flower meanings, I remember my grandmother being quite persnickety about which flowers were appropriate for which occasion. Me? BRING ME ALL THE FLOWERS! I don't care! I love the old meanings, the idea of intrigue that could be had by placing a certain flower on a chair, in a held book, or on a bed to send a message (much nicer than, say, a horse head); but in my reality, I will take whatever flower someone would like to send! Thank you!!! lol

Here are some literary references to chrysanthemums:
I have always found them to be fascinating for their symbolism, their beauty and their variety of colors/styles.

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