Tuesday, March 2, 2010


When I was rereading the posts for my giveaway, I was struck by what the winner, Little Red, had said.  African Violets remind her of her grandmother.  I was thinking how interesting it is what you find you think of after someone is gone, that maybe you didn't even realize you associated with them.  For me, when I think of gladiolus, I think of my grandmother Bonnie.  I think pansies were her favorite, and they bring her to mind, too, but the thing I didn't consciously think about until after she was gone were the glads.  I took these shots of them last time I was in California, visiting my grandpa.  They still bloom with fervor and regularity.

1 comment:

  1. lovely compositions! I also like that they have sweet memories for you.