Flowers, the scent and beauty

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For today:

I took this picture years ago when we were out fishing in Lake Eustis.

Flowers have for all my life paid a big part of our world. In our home my mother tried to raise a few flowers no matter where we lived. Sherry’s mama always tried to raise petunias around their house.

A girl must wear a corsage of flowers to special dances.

I mentioned before this, the rose and its color stood out all my early life as a sign of mothers. Red said your mama was a live and white said she was deceased. ‘Even men and boys wore a flower on mother’s day.’

I have always known florists stocked and used flowers, but I had no idea where they got them. It wasn’t until we moved to Rutherfordton, NC and lived beside Mr. Nelon That I learned people grew fields of flowers to sell to florists like other farmers grew and sold veggies.

Flowers are a BIG part of our weddings, the beauty and smell of flowers can lift spirits and give a promise of happiness.

And then at the end, people send flowers at the death of friends and loved ones to show they have sweet memories of the past and hope for the remaining families.  The pall bearers all wear a coronation and at the end lay them on the casket to be buried with the deceased.

HOWEVER I think the growing of flowers give pleasure to those who till, plant and care for flowers inside and outside the home. I think that task of love has as much calming and healing medicinal effect on the grower as some medicines.

If you take any flower and study it closely you begin to realize no man could have designed this, only our God.

          

 The Lily is associated with life:

          

 while the coronation is more associated with death. The pink coronation focusing on love of the deceased while the white is loss of an innocent loving person. Do you associate any flower with a life event?

The Tulip is my favorite flower and I have no idea why:

    

This is a well known philosophical statement, full of great advice to we who walk this life.......

Take time to enjoy and smell the roses.

     

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