A Mother's Day Memory

Memories

My father would have my mother choose all her annuals for Mother's Day.

What joy it was to see all the colors!  She was always so happy to pot them up.

Those shopping trips also had a few new perennials purchased to fill her perennial gardens which surrounded the house.

One of her joys were the Red Poppies right at the front door. They returned every year in their glory...(until there was too much shade in her later years). 

1961 Me at 5 posing at the poppies with dearly loved kitty, Fluffy.

     *notice the red poppy "peeking out" on the upper left*

I remember my mother wanted me with the poppies...but my father only took me at the poppies  :o).