The first “flowers” I can remember as a child were the pretty yellow ones that grow wild and abundantly for every child to pick and go happily home to present them to their mothers. These “flowers” were usually taken and put with tenderness and love into a wonderful container and set in a very prominent location. When I was a child they were put in a mason jar in the center of the kitchen table where the cat would knock them flying or were thrown out (the “flowers” that is; NOT the jar) to make room for the next meal.
I grew up in the country so very few flowers got planted; we had a garden. The flowers I remember most were the wild flowers. Blue bells, tiger lilies, so many others. They grew wild everywhere and it wasn’t til my parents retired that they decided to grow flowers – all around the house and all around the garden and in a round rock sculptured tulip patch that came up in the spring. That was passed down to all their children and we all have or have had flowers planted all around our homes and gardens.
Flowers can make you feel wonderful! One of the prettiest arrangements I ever received was Red Roses and Stargazer lilies in a white and silver urn. The five lilies opened one per day and made the whole arrangement absolutely gorgeous. The absolute best flowers I ever received were the red roses from my husband. I received them randomly many times a year; he would always give them to me and tell me they were “just because”. However the most precious flowers I ever received were those yellow “flowers” that grow abundantly outside in the summer and were specifically put there for my children to pick “just for mummy”.