Wild Flowers with a History

 

When my sister got married, over 21 years ago, wedding guests all got a packet of flower seeds to plant in honor of the bride and groom. We live in planting zone 3-4 so I wasn’t sure that those flowers would even last a single summer.

I planted them where I could watch and nurture them. In the end the only flowers that survived that first winter were daisies. In the ensuing years the forest has encroached but those daisies come up, without fail every spring. Each year when I see them I’m reminded of Shani and John and the love that they share.

Daisies represent new beginnings and true love. Isn’t that just the best? Love you little sister!