The primroses have been flowering for quite a while now but this year they are abundant and as always, welcome. Being in a reasonably mild part of the United Kingdom we are fortunate that they flower through to December and will start around late February – so pretty close to all year round.
There used to be a Primrose Day here to celebrate the life of Benjamin Disraeli, thought of as one of the finest speakers ever to have held high office in Parliament, and it was always my mother’s favourite flower. Though she also loved Canterbury Bells as she is a diminutive lady and when she was a child able to run around she discovered the Canterbury Bells were her height.
But I have always loved Primroses. Much of my childhood I can remember walking though the fields and and by hedgerows picking bunches of them and bringing them home and somehow remembering them in vases around the houses we lived in makes those places feel like home. Especially when the hedgerows were thick and the primroses had to grow long stalks to get to the sun.
I have as an adult had arguments with my mother about picking flowers because I say she is watching them die but she says they would die anyway in the garden and they make the air smell lovely and are very pretty to have about the house. I am sure you have your own views on that and your own favourite flowers.
For me delicate yellow is a sign that there are still a lot of things right with the world.
ahhhhhh a ladybug on a daisy….now that’s certainly a good sign.
Good luck sign:)
I tend to leave flowers where they grow same as I leave birds in their nests and bunnies in the yard. Some things are better enjoyed outdoors. However, if a clump of flowers falls over or a storm blows them down, I’ll rescue them and bring them in the house.
There are no primroses in my yard yet but I’m putting in two new flower beds this year, so maybe.
They come in all colours these days and they have crossed them with primulas which are also a beautiful flower. I hope your garden looks lovely this summer:)