Sunday, May 10, 2009

Mother's Day


Unfortunately both my mother and mother-in-law are gone now. So, this post is dedicated to mothers near and far, to mothers in this country and the world over. I shall write more on my mother later, in another post.


Many years ago, when I was a young mother in the 1970s, I planted over a hundred rose bushes in my garden. Along the years, due to bad weather, insects and neglect, the rose bushes disappeared. But one old rose, somehow, became wild and started growing amongst the weeds and the honeysuckle, and this year, even climbed a tree.







































Only One Mother

Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.
-George Cooper



Since my mother did not speak English, here is a poem she would have liked -

Pour ma mère

Il y a plus de fleurs
Pour ma mère, en mon coeur,
Que dans tous les vergers ;

Plus de merles rieurs
Pour ma mère, en mon coeur,
Que dans le monde entier ;

Et bien plus de baisers
Pour ma mère, en mon coeur,
Qu’on en pourrait donner.
-Maurice Carême (1899-1978)





8 comments:

Elaine said...

Nice post and beautiful photos. That rose is absolutely gorgeous. I have great admiration for the plants that survive in spite of adversity. When I find something blooming in an unexpected spot it is like a special gift.

Vagabonde said...

Thank you for your nice comments. I used to know each name of my rose bushes and I especially liked the old-fashioned roses. I don’t remember the name of this one, but I may find my rose bushes records someday and will add its name.

livininlb said...

Beautiful. I love you Mommie!

bonifer said...

Gorgeous flowers and beautiful dedication to 'Moms'....
thanks for sharing !! :)

Tinu and Jessica Thomas said...

This was a wonderful entry and means alot to me as a relatively new mother and as your daughter. The poem touched me and all the flowers are beautiful. You would love the lilies in my front yard now.

Missing you, Maman. Love-Jessica

Friko said...

Hello, Vagabonde,

I think I would enjoy reading more of your posts and admiring your lovely photographs.
see you again!

Darlene said...

I enjoyed your comment on Octogenarian's post and decided to wander over and see your blog. I am so glad I did.

I love the pink roses. Your survivor is the color of my favorite rose, the Queen Elizabeth. It is a different shape and that might be due to the fact that it reverted to it's wild state. Whatever it is, it's beautiful


I also had roses, but not as many as you did. I think I had 8 or 9 bushes that I can remember. I love the cut flowers, but hate pruning them. Next life I will plant only thornless roses. ;-).

I will put you on my blog list and visit again.

DJan said...

Hi Vagabonde, you who keep yourself pretty hidden (no email, no picture, no way to contact you except through a comment on your blog!!)

Anyway, thanks for the comment on my blog, and I have added you to my blog list (on Reader, not yet on my public blog, gotta follow you for a while first). You are an interesting person!! Glad to meet you.

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