My friend Meg commented, "Aww. I remember those from when I was a little girl!"
And it brought back a memory for me. When I was very little girl, someone gave me a potted African violet. I had heard that if you talked to plants, they would grow better, so I named it "Rosie" and talked to it every day. It lived in an East facing kitchen window, and it thrived. I remember my grandma saying "I've never seen one bloom like that.." So was it my grandma that gave it to me in the first place? I can't remember, but it's very likely. She loved flowers and I remember her making that comment about them.
Plus, don't African violets just kind of seem like a grandma flower? They do to me. I'll bet one of Meg's grandmas grew them, too....
Rosie looked like the second picture.
I like African violets and lack the right indoor window for them. They do seems like old lady flowers to me, and thus would suit me (ha ha). Talking to flowers is always a good thing. Send me a friend request on Facebook as I am often there.
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DeleteWhat a cute story! I love these little plants.
ReplyDeleteI like them, too. I had forgotten about the story until yesterday.
DeleteGrandmothers are soft, rounded, and comfortable; just like your violets
ReplyDeleteThat's a perfect description of my grandmother. I miss her so much.
DeleteIt's been decades since I last had one of those at home, but I was given them every now and then for my birthday, and definitely when I was 14 years old for my confirmation. If I remember correctly, my Grandma gave me at least one during the years! But unlike you, I never managed to make my flowers thrive. I guess most of the time my Mum took them from my room sooner or later, added them to the other flowers on the windowsill in the living room and took care of them.
ReplyDeleteSo giving young girls violets is a worldwide thing, huh? How sweet!
DeleteWhat a great story. I wonder why you named her Rosie and not Violet. Did you have a rose you called Violet?
ReplyDeleteI have no idea why I named a violet "Rosie". (Probably because very young kids are weird!) I never had a rose, but that same grandmother had a stunning blood-red climbing rose against the side of her house. I used to love to pick flowers in her yard, and she never once scolded me for it.
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ReplyDeleteIt's a good job that all plants we nurture don't have first names but I think I'll call one of our potted jade plants Jennifer after you. It is vigorous and slender. If you have a prickly old cactus you may call him Neil.
ReplyDeleteI have a lovely Christmas Cactus that I will call Neil in your honor! 🌵
DeleteI recently acquired a mini African violet, don't know the color as it was a rescue
ReplyDeleteViolets are delicately very pretty.
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter Jennifer, Gregg, Ginger, George and Marco.
Greetings Maria x