April 19th is Primrose Day.
My father was born on Primrose Day, April 19th, 1901, at Forest Hill, London, England. For more about Primrose Day see my explanation at Neddy’s Nook on the Net.
Written by Edna Barney ~ | | Perma-Link | |Upon the death of the beloved British Prime Minister, Benjamin Disraeli (Lord Beaconsfield), on April nineteenth, 1881, Primrose Day was instituted in his honor, as the English primrose was his favorite flower. Queen Victoria sent bouquets of primroses to his funeral according to a contempory account; The coffin lies on its bier in an alcove leading out of the modest hall of Hughenden Manor. But of its material, one might almost say of its dimensions, nothing can be seen. It is literally one mass of floral beauty. Here are wreaths from every member of the Royal Family in England bouquets of primroses sent by the Queen, with an inscription attached to them, saying that they came from Osborne Hill, and that they are of the sort which Lord Beaconsfield loved. Two years later, a bronze statue of Lord Beaconsfield was erected at Parliament Square, and it became customary to decorate it with primroses every year on the anniversary of his death. Ofttimes at Easter the woodlands of England are seen carpeted with wild primroses.
~ Primrose Day — April 19th
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wish I could see this, they don’t grow where I live.
Comment by Water features melbourne — September 13, 2007 @ 11:38 pm
I was trying to find the date of the marriage of my Mum and Dad. All I knew was it was Primrose Day 1930. I keyed in Primrose Day and not only found the day of my Mum and Dad’s Wedding but the lovely music,pictures and all the information too. Thank you for that! I have always loved Primroses and there was a hillside near where i lived as a child in England which every spring was carpeted with them. I wrote a poem about one once while staying in Vienna with my Daughter who had been given one for A Christmas gift.
A primrose in a plastic pot. A gaudy ribbon for a hat. Not for her the tender touch of Mother Nature’s loamy lap. Purchased from a florist’s shop,a living present now forgot. Left upon a ‘burgher grill near narrow kitchens windowsill. Beyond the pane the grey skies mourn with gentle rain her plight forlorn.Leaves lie limp around the hem of fragrant flowers drooping stem. Elusive perfume failing fast reminds of hillsides long since past. A kindred spirit-help at last. A hand removes the gaudy hat and round the dying roots a foam of cooling water floats. A gentle voice and tending hands, The Primrose gratefully expands to give a few more days of pleasure to one who recognized a treasure. MRD 1996
Comment by Margaret — December 7, 2007 @ 7:38 pm
Thanks for bringing the history of primrose day to the fore.
Also I like the “Neddy’s Nook on the Net” link
Lets celebrate the beautiful blooms on Primrose day together.
Very nice post. Keep ‘em coming….
Comment by Primrose — April 18, 2008 @ 1:18 am
My father too, was born on Primrose Day. I have a small corner of my English garden and each year I pick the Primroses and other small Spring flowers to make into a posy in rememberance of my father. My brothers and I take these to the Garden of Rest to remember the happy times we spent as a family with both my father and mother. We often visit a National Trust property called “Baddesley Clinton” which has Primroses growing around the small lake and also in the wild. They are such pretty, delicate flowers, yet withstand our British climate, which is sometimes quite cold at this time of the year. We know Spring has arrived when the Primroses are in bloom. Enjoy Primrose Day - 19 April 2008. Best Wishes.
Comment by Rose — April 18, 2008 @ 5:03 pm