I just found some old lists from the 90s for flowers and seeds my mother wanted for the garden – nemesia, marigolds, honesty and many others. She loved flowers, especially her roses which I have kept about ten in the new garden despite the fact I am not really a flower person. I always preferred trees.
But it was a pleasant surprises to be reminded of the seeds and recall the packets I bought in the shops to give mum colour and cut flowers for the vases in the house. I wish i could feel good about cutting flowers for the house but I prefer to see everything growing. So did she, but she felt there were a enough to sacrifice a few for a poet.