Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Flower Collecting for The Rose Fairy

"When a Rose Fairy sighs, it sounds like seven leaves falling from the old tree next to the house. Bring me down, bring me down, the Rose Fairy is sighing.  And the warm evening breeze will know and bring her down." or perhaps for us it is a cool evening breeze ;)

'Twas a breezy wintry afternoon when two best friends walked home from school together.  The journey was filled with anticipation as Bee was visiting with Ess to play in her home.  Bee noticed something special in the stroller with little Eee and exclaimed, "What's that?".  

Upon explaining that I had brought a flower basket for us to collect flowers on the way home, it was excitedly decided that one would ride the bike and the other would be on the look out for pretty flowers to place in the basket, before swapping roles half way home.  The Rose Fairy was delighted.  She knew that added to the last rose of the season, which had been drying in the basket for some months, would be a collection of beautiful wildflowers selected by the girls themselves.

The walk home was very eventful.  We were very glad The Rose Fairy had come to lend a hand as we were chased up the hill by Sharp Tooth, the big dinosaur.  Fortunately he ran straight through us as the flowers we had collected contained special magic.  The fairies had waved their wands over them allowing the collectors of the pretty flowers to remain invisible and thus safe from undesirable intruders.

Bougainvillea and Potato Vine (Solanum Jasminoides)

Protected and enthused, three little girls set about collecting 7 wildflowers. 

Our goal was easily reached despite the fact it is mid-winter here.  Our basket became fuller and fuller and was all but overflowing by the time we reached home.

Once home we laid the flowers out on a large white board and set about making special labels for them, learning their names and how to write them.    There were Correa Dusky Bells, Wattle, Rosemary, Eremophila, Grevillea, Hardenbergia and Potato Vine flowers.  The girls did not want the flowers to die.   Yet, rather than placing them in a vase, we found alternative ways to enjoy them.

We threaded a necklace of Correa Dusky Bells and placed it in our flower press.  Ooh, what a surprise!  Some little flowers, already dried, were still resting, dreamily, sleepily inside the press.

Little Eee and I also arranged flowers from the potato vine in our flower press to preserve for later viewing.  We were so delighted to find older flowers we had pressed years before still inside the press.  They had been collected on flower-gathering walks Ess and I had enjoyed together.  All are now preserved in the beautiful flower press lovingly handpainted for me by my mother years ago.

Just before Bee left for home, she and Ess created two fairy rings for the fairies to dance in and perhaps leave a special something to say thankyou.

The next day they did leave something very special.  Perhaps you might hear about that later.

The remainder of our flowers are floating in a clear glass bowl on our dinner table, delighting all who come to sit and sup together with us.

For now, Juliane is giving away her little handmade Rose Fairy.  Take a peak!


Fröken Skicklig said...

Dear Cee,

how is it possible that we have lots of snow at midwinter, grey sky and no flowers at all while you (when it is summer at the other half of the globe) can fill your basket with lots of colourful beauties?

I loved reading your story, it is always so delighting when you join my little challenges! And isn´t it wonderful to find a few forgotten pressed flowers, reminding you of a happy walk you spent with Ess along time ago?

It is summer now in Sweden, the nights are short, only two hours darkness until the sky gets brighter and brighter again. Every evening me and the Rose Fairy take a walk through the garden, enjoying the smells, knowing that some of them will only last a few days, then they are gone. That´s why I make elderflower syrup, rose sugar and dry thin strawberry slices in the sun.

When midwinter is here (and when summer has come to Australia), I will remember the happiness of these days when opening jars and bottles with the treasures of summer...

Sending you a very warm hug and a big THANK YOU to the girls,


Jane said...

How can it be that you find so many flowers in winter, wonderful and what a nice story.
Love Jane.

Homestay Mama said...

Your daughters are so lucky to have a mom like you! Too many young girls in the U.S. have moms that have to work, and/or moms that spend too much time watching TV, etc.

Cee said...

Juliane and Jane. Yes, it is a different world here. Our winters are so much warmer than yours and our summers much hotter. When summer comes along with its dry heat many of the flowers will have wilted and dried. Still some will remain lingering on after spring before the Autumn brings its colour again. Now I am looking at the daffodils who are raising their heads ready to bloom soon - perhaps on my birthday now less than a month away.

Thankyou for your kinds words again Homestay Mama. I am proud to be the Mum I am - TV is rarely on in our house - there is simply no time! And I am glad all my work in our home satisfies me and I can live frugally without feeling the need for more and more stuff.

Rainy greetings from South Australia

bAnyacska said...

Dear Cee!
I love your story!I think it is great what you did for your kids!Well,this is what mums do they are turning the impossible into possible.(Even it is to find flowers at winter time)

Cee said...

Thankyou Krisztina - what a wonderful perspective for a mum to have of themselves - turning the impossible into possible.

Thanks for popping in.

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