Comments on: Primrose Day http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/ Thoughts on my lifetime experiences as a woman. Sun, 06 Jul 2008 00:15:34 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.1-alpha by: Rose http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/#comment-867 Fri, 18 Apr 2008 17:03:43 +0100 http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/#comment-867 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. 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.

]]> by: Primrose http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/#comment-866 Fri, 18 Apr 2008 01:18:59 +0100 http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/#comment-866 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.... 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….

]]> by: Margaret http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/#comment-832 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 19:38:24 +0000 http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/#comment-832 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 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

]]> by: Water features melbourne http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/#comment-811 Thu, 13 Sep 2007 23:38:37 +0100 http://neddy.blogsome.com/2006/04/19/primrose-day/#comment-811 wish I could see this, they don't grow where I live. wish I could see this, they don’t grow where I live.

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