A gift of a small pot of heather delighted me no end yesterday. I hope I can keep this one alive. I’ve had one before. Heather reminds me of the Yorkshire Moors which we drove across and visited lots when I was growing up. I love the vast wildness. Those purples waves. That biting wind. And the sheep that live there. A couple of years ago, when Dad and Sandy went on their honeymoon to England and especially Yorkshire, I was so excited for Sandy to see the heather but there was none when they got there—wrong time of year—September? In my mind the heather is always in bloom! Even under snow. Lol. Many many moons ago (over 20 years) when I was working at Zellers, I discovered a wallpaper border that reminded me of heather. Although abstract, it has a distinct heather-blowing-in-the-wind shape in purple on it. My heart leapt and I absolutely had to have it. My bedroom is still teal (from the background colour on the border) and sports that probably now very unfashionable border and wall colour. But I don’t care. I fall asleep surrounded by heather (quite literally now as I've placed the real-life heather by the bedroom window) and often lulled to sleep with sweet memories. Day 267 Purple heather my heart sings of childhood days home across the moors Day 24 of Effy’s blogalong
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9/24/2021 09:14:09 pm
I always thought heather was a beautiful plant.
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9/25/2021 09:54:34 pm
i can just smell it! when i was in college, i found this little shop run by a woman who made her own perfumes and potions ... long before essential oils were mainstream. i picked out a perfume made of heather, and the scent absolutey transported me into every novel i'd read in my british literature class. what a glorious plant to have!
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9/26/2021 01:38:21 pm
I love that you've kept those border and teal walls all these years because they bring you joy!!! I sincerely believe the world would be a kinder, gentler place if more of us embraced what we love, instead of constantly shopping for the newest IT thing.
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