Snapdragons (Flower of the Day)

I hear my father’s voice scolding, remember the childlike fascination of flowery mouths – snapdragons – a constant presence in our familial gardens.

(Cee’s Flower of the Day)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

12 thoughts on “Snapdragons (Flower of the Day)

  1. These are special to me because they are the first flowers I had success planting in some front planters – our first home was owned formerly by s master Gardener, Ruth, and I wish she had left garden details about what was where – but it was a surprise to see and well – her love for roses was not shared by me and half the bushes died before I figured out what to do – (annoying because I was also a new mom etc) and so the pots on the porch were the truly fun part – and snapdragons were the special flower that was easy and made me feel
    Some success (and my toddler loved the name)

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    1. Funny how flowers can mean so much to us. My father always grew them. He was a master gardener too and typically we were not allowed near his gardens, but I always loved snapdragons. Bet you discovered a whole array of things.

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      1. I sure did discover (2007) and then for about eight years I had garden fun but now only keep some container veggies and herbs – and basic floral perennials and annuals
        I will maybe tinker more in gardening way later – or not – but my interests are totally elsewhere – what about you ? Did you have a gardening season or tinker even now ?

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      2. I suffered severe allergies since childhood – flowers being amongst the culprits. So, I’ve never been much of a gardener. Love them though. I joined this challenge to I can start to learn about them.

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