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Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Grandma's Rain Lily

When I was a little girl my Grandma had this Lily on her screened in porch - she lived in Sanger, California.  When she died my cousin, Carole, got the plant and three years ago she shared it with me.  Isn't it gorgeous?  And don't you just love the connection of having something of your grandmother's?  Pieces of the past remind us of the ones we love and miss and who hold a special place in our hearts.  Whether it's a treadle sewing machine, a glass sugar bowl, a piece of jewelry, or a Rain Lily....sometimes in the seeing or the touching we are reminded of how important are the memories we make with our family.  That's a good lesson for us, don't you think?

20 comments:

Kristi said...

Beautiful. Couldn't agree more.

kasthurirajam said...
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kasthurirajam said...

lovely

Madame Samm said...

I have never ever seen a pink lily till now...this is pretty

Susannah said...

Lucky you...that is a gorgeous lily! Your words are so true...I love the things that were given to me from my grandparents. I truly do love them.

Snoodles said...

I do agree...I have so few family things, and I really treasure those. (Congrats on the Home Sweet Home win....that was you, wasn't it?!)

Barb said...

I do love the connection....and it is certainly beautiful!

Osage Bluff Quilter said...

My rain lilies from the hubby's grandmother have been blooming for a week or two.
I sent some bulbs to a blogger friend Zoey, I can't wait to see hers. http://perennialpassion.blogspot.com/

Lea and her Mustangs said...

I just went through my cedar chest to see what I actually had in there and found some of my G'Ma Kephart's Bone China cups and saucers. I am going to give them to our oldest daughter the next time I see her. They are beautiful and she will display them on her Grandma Williams tea cup thingy to display them. That is what they were meant for. Our other daughter got the ones from my other G/Ma already. Love the connection.

Michelle said...

Your Lily is beautiful!

evelyn said...

Well said. Your post brought tears to my eyes. My treasures from my parents and grandparents mean so much to me.The memories and stories from the past are brought to mind, and relived again. Thanks for sharing.

Linda said...

How very true. It helps us to remember every day to appreciate those we love.

Molly said...

Lovely! Our rain lilies are better this year than they've ever been. We got them almost ten years ago from our neighbour when he thinned his out. I love the magic way the flowers just pop immediately after a good rain!

Linda said...

It's a lovely sentiment, but I do think a living connection, such as your plant, is much nicer than a a "thing." The beauty of a living bit of nature speaks a little more loudly than that of an innate bowl.

Mrs. Goodneedle said...

That's the BEST lesson; your lily is such a gorgeous color, I've never seen one of those before!

Gmama Jane said...

I'm so amazed your Grandmother's Lily is still alive and thriving! She must have been a hardy soul much like her Pink Lily! I'm very sentiemtal so I loved this post.
Blessings
Gmama Jane

Carrie P. said...

that is so awesome that the plant as been passed down through the years. The pink is so pretty.

Nancy B said...

Your post brought back memories of our camping trips to Huntington Lake. We drove through Sanger to get there! Your grandmother's lily is gorgeous! How thoughtful of your cousin to share it.

Dora, the Quilter said...

I love that you have this lily! (I had part of my grandmother's Christmas Cactus--that was well over 100 years old because some one had passed it on to her in the early 1900s. It died a few years ago--but it lived a long, long time.)

LJ said...

Our family has always called these flowers "Star Flowers"! Yes, they've been handed down in our family for years, too. My grandma was born about 1890 and I've often wondered where she got her bulbs for the star flowers; I assume from her mom. Here in the cold temperatures of Iowa, I must bring them into a cool, dark place for the winter. They will freeze if left outside.