Hello to anyone reading…
Are you a gardener? A plant obsessive?
If not perhaps you will read on anyway and let me know if this method works for you too.
One of the many benefits of learning to identify plants is how they seem to be able to trigger memories once you can identify them elsewhere.
As a child my Grandma would teach me the names of the plants in her garden. It wasn’t formal… Just simply sharing a joy and passion with a loved one.
Being able to identify a tree or shrub or flower has had an interesting effect…
Nearly all of the powerful memories I recall involve plants or gardens. It is as if my mind seeks out plant life as a marker to remember by.
Lately as I drive to work this gorgeous Cassia Fistula is in bloom. What a stunner!
I stopped to take a photo (not just because this is a favourite tree) because each time I pass a new memory surfaces!
Two little girls having a teddy bear picnic under a yellow waterfall of flowers. Jam and cream sandwiches Bare feet. A beloved best friend.
A white and brown Jack Russell who used to trot along with me as a teen. Scorching heat. Red dirt. Bright blue sky. Yellow spinifex.
As my sister’s dog she didn’t like me much either. But she would follow me and guard anyway. My little protector. As if she sensed the chaos within. I felt safe with her.
We planted a Cassia to honour her when she passed away.
Standing in an orchard next to a man who I have always been told I mirror (“Put a beard on her and she’d be her father”).
I see the leaves of a small tree that doesn’t fit with the fruit trees. He frowns. Ah bloody hell I poison and poison that thing and it keeps coming back!
I start to laugh and cannot stop. He looks horrified to hear he has been poisoning a Cassia fistula that Mum keeps giving TLC to try keep alive.
Does this happen to you too?
I wonder if you can store a happy memory to keep by focusing on a plant?
When the Cassia at our block flowers I think I will bring my husband out to kiss me under the tree.
Worth a try surely 😊. Cmon Cassia grow please.