Six word Saturday

Another Saturday ballroom blitz of beauty!

That first photo has a special significance for me.  It brings back memories of ‘home’ and my mother’s garden.  Mam loved her roses and took great pride in her ‘Blue Moon’ and ‘Picadilly’. They were planted in squares between concrete slabs.  Not the most elegant of arrangements, but husband Joe was a ‘veg’ man.  The bulk of the garden was given over to his onions and king size cabbages, and a small greenhouse that produced more than its share of tomatoes.  One concession Joe did make was to chrysanthemums and dahlias.  I don’t know why they appealed so much.  I haven’t seen a plum and white ‘pom-pom’ dahlia like this one for the longest time! And then those rain-ravaged ones.

My friend Sue has a bit of a penchant for roses of the tattered and torn variety, so I’ve been keeping an eye on these on my hearth.  They’re not quite dejected enough for Sue yet!  The wild ones are lovely too, aren’t they?

That’s my Seven for this week.  Eek- 9 more to go till the end of September!  Blame Becky for starting us off with Square in September.  I’m sure she won’t mind this week’s ‘rebel’.  The Boston Ivy climbing my wall is telling me Autumn’s well on it’s way.

Happy Saturday to you all!  Don’t forget to pop along and share six words with Debbie.

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  1. I loved this post because you tied the beautiful flowers to remembrance and that’s often how I respond. I immediately felt a stirring of emotion with the beautiful dahlias. I loved them in my grandmother’s garden. My mother and mother-in-law were known for their roses and I’ve never had any to compare with theirs! I really enjoyed seeing your beautiful photographs–the “real things” must surely be gorgeous!

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    1. So many memories when you look back, Debbie. 🙂 🙂 My daughter doesn’t often read the blog but she saw the image of the dahlia and left a comment about her ‘Nan’ on Facebook. I have this image of her in my head as a curly-topped toddler, in a little pants suit that Mam had sewn for her, off down the garden with Barbie clutched in one hand, going to help Grandad.

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  2. Oh, these light up my Sunday morning as I wait for the breakfast chicken soup and toast to cook. I won’t send chilly hugs. There’s enough chill on the way. So, what sort? Pink and green from yesterday’s rocks, I think.

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  3. Gorgeous images, Jo. It looks like you are “back on track” with your “six words”. 🙂 Did you get your knowledge and appreciation of flowers from your mother, perhaps?

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    1. I’m not very knowledgeable but I’ve always loved them, Liesbet. 🙂 🙂 I have very happy memories of my daughter as a curly-topped youngster ‘helping’ in the garden.

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    1. That’s good to know, Anna! It’s a mixed bag here today. Sunshine, showers, ‘fresh!’ 🙂 🙂 The flowers don’t seem to mind. Thanks darlin- I hope for better for you tomorrow.

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    1. That’s unusual, Tobyo 🙂 🙂 My Mam used to always say she wouldn’t have them indoors because they’re full of eariwigs. 😦 But she didn’t really like cut flowers anyway. I do! I love flowers any old way.

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      1. Dahlias are very popular around here! I had the duet kind at my other house. I haven’t planted any here because they need to be dug up and stored over winter and I just don’t want to bother with that.

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  15. The roses are divine. Sound’s like your Mam’s garden was a true cottage type garden with everything in together. I smiled at the ‘Mam”; my children sometimes call me Mam. It’s not very usual in this part of the world, and I am not sure how or why they started it.

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  20. Ballroom is exactly right . . feels like I have wandered into a room full of girls in beautiful pink (albeit huge) ball gowns!

    Glad the roses bring back such happy memories of your Mum, got a wonderful picture in my head now of a cabbage surrounded by roses. Sending you lots of love on this Saturday even though you are a rebel with seven!!

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      1. No idea as of yet!! Waiting to see what time my sister-in-law wakes up first . . . . and then there is my cousin who is staying in town . . . . .

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