When you walk into my mother’s house, there’s always one constant thing in her living room.. A wonderful arrangement of flowers on her coffee table. Most people think she buys flowers everyday but she doesn’t. She loves flowers so much she grows them herself, just around the house.. From as far as I can recall, there’s always been flowers growing at home.
I asked my mother why she loved flowers and she told me “Flowers give you a calm spirit”.
She told me a little story..
When I was younger and my mother started quarrelling (every African child knows this is a normal thing) either at the maid or my brother; I would run outside, pluck a flower and bring it to her to calm her down. Sometimes she would try to ignore it but I’d insist and keep waving it in her face. They were times when she’d actually get a little tired of my calming tactics that she’d hit the flower away but the little innocent child that I was would go back outside, pluck another flower and bring it to her.. She’d eventually calm down..
I found this very interesting quote from another Mother..
“We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence… We need silence to be able to touch souls” – Mother Teresa
When I get my own garden.. I want lots of flowers .. (*wink wink wife)..
Anyway, enough with that story…. these are from my Mother’s Garden..