09/10/2026
Retrospection 🌿
I’ve been doing a lot of this lately, lots of things from the past have been popping up to remind me of how many paths I’ve taken in my 58 years on this Earth.
This morning I was brought to tears by a reel by a frame maker, putting a collage of a dead person’s plumbing tools so beautifully together so their grieving relative had a physical snapshot of their working life to display.
It made me think of what keepsakes I have kept of my lost loved ones and then thinking of my own mortality - whether little Florence would remember me by the the things I did for a job or a memory of me singing old MacDonald on repeat. I’m sure it’s the latter.
I also show her my flowers and we touch trees on our walks, and watch birds and animals- nature is a great teacher. This is a young echinacea, still waiting to unfurl its vibrant pink petals. I loved this flower from the first time I saw it, its spiritual meaning is immense, a spiritual warrior. I try and include in all my floral work whenever I can. I also used to give echinacea lozenges from the herbalist to Florence’s Dad when he was young to stop him having his tonsils removed. One flower - a great reminder of past, present and future.
Px
