overwhelmed with beauty
August garden views & memories of flowers
“Sometimes I wish I could photosynthesize so that just by being, just by shimmering at the meadow's edge or floating lazily on a pond, I could be doing the work of the world while standing silent in the sun.” ― Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass
memories of flowers
Dandelions in jars fermenting.
Violets hidden in the grass.
Purple iris for the school bus driver and teachers.
Going to the local nursery to pick out petunias, other plants, and penny candy every spring.
Fruit tree blossoms after the frost.
Daisies… Gram.
The smell of my mom’s lilacs.
Lupines covering the meadow in Newfoundland.
The lavender farm in Maui.
Canadian wildflowers on a mountainside between the jagged rocks.
What memories do you have connected to flowers? Where does the aroma of a certain flower take you?
Sending you blooms and butterflies from the Forest & Flowers. I also have two upcoming invitations for you to visit in person — a Yoga & Aromatherapy workshop on Receiving the Gifts of the Earth, and Brunch & Blooms in September. Details for both experiences here.
Love these images Jenni. My favourite scent is white jasmine as it was outside our hotel when we got married and on a warm summer evening the smell was intoxicating.
I think of my grandmother every time I see forget me nots and lily of the valleys. She had both of them in her garden 😊 The smell of a rose brings to mind my childhood cat, who would always sniff them whenever we had a bouquet on the table. 💕