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After the rain ...

 

taken last Wednesday in the garden of friends

 

Hollyhocks

Old-fashioned flowers! I love them all:
The morning-glories on the wall,
The pansies in their patch of shade,
The violets, stolen from a glade,
The bleeding hearts and columbine,
Have long been garden friends of mine;
But memory every summer flocks
About a clump of hollyhocks.

The mother loved them years ago;
Beside the fence they used to grow,
And though the garden changed each year
And certain blooms would disappear
To give their places in the ground
To something new that mother found,
Some pretty bloom or rosebush rare—
The hollyhocks were always there.

It seems but yesterday to me
She led me down the yard to see
The first tall spires, with bloom aflame,
And taught me to pronounce their name.
And year by year I watched them grow,
The first flowers I had come to know.
And with the mother dear I'd yearn
To see the hollyhocks return.

The garden of my boyhood days
With hollyhocks was kept ablaze;
In all my recollections they
In friendly columns nod and sway;
And when to-day their blooms I see,
Always the mother smiles at me;
The mind's bright chambers, life unlocks
Each summer with the hollyhocks.

 

Taken from Just Folks by Edgar A Guest
Published by The Reilly & Lee Co., Chicago, 1917

 

Sorry, I cannot comment today, because I'll visit some open gardens in Munstershire.

After the rain ...

 

taken last Wednesday in the garden of friends

 

Hollyhocks

Old-fashioned flowers! I love them all:
The morning-glories on the wall,
The pansies in their patch of shade,
The violets, stolen from a glade,
The bleeding hearts and columbine,
Have long been garden friends of mine;
But memory every summer flocks
About a clump of hollyhocks.

The mother loved them years ago;
Beside the fence they used to grow,
And though the garden changed each year
And certain blooms would disappear
To give their places in the ground
To something new that mother found,
Some pretty bloom or rosebush rare—
The hollyhocks were always there.

It seems but yesterday to me
She led me down the yard to see
The first tall spires, with bloom aflame,
And taught me to pronounce their name.
And year by year I watched them grow,
The first flowers I had come to know.
And with the mother dear I'd yearn
To see the hollyhocks return.

The garden of my boyhood days
With hollyhocks was kept ablaze;
In all my recollections they
In friendly columns nod and sway;
And when to-day their blooms I see,
Always the mother smiles at me;
The mind's bright chambers, life unlocks
Each summer with the hollyhocks.

 

Taken from Just Folks by Edgar A Guest
Published by The Reilly & Lee Co., Chicago, 1917

 

Sorry, I cannot comment today, because I'll visit some open gardens in Munstershire.

comments (9)

  • Ray
  • Not in United States
  • 16 Jul 2017, 01:09
I love hollyhocks, Philine, and have grown them in my garden in Thailand...they are versatile characters.
Philine: They belong to my favourite flowers. Many thanks, Ray!
These are always such bright happy flowers to see! Lovely image - and I enjoyed the poem!
Philine: Yes, they are - in different colours. Many thanks, Elizabeth!
  • Chris
  • Not Nowhere
  • 16 Jul 2017, 06:25
I was only photographing Hollyhocks the other day Philine
Philine: I hope to see them one day, Chris, many thanks! We saw and photographed them also in Bradford -on- Avon soem years ago.
  • Alan
  • Great Britain (UK)
  • 16 Jul 2017, 07:01
I have to thank Mr Trim for telling me the name of these delightful flowers during a visit to his part for he world four years ago. Rain drops always add to to the appeal. I've got some hollyhock images, too, to show at some point.

I hope that you have a good day today in the gardens. I'm leading a 80km bike ride; my first ride as a leader.
Philine: You are right, rain drops are a real delight for the photographers. I wish you a wonderful bike ride as leader - there are surely planned some stops at tea rooms. As teacher I was leading many walks and study journeys. 80 km are not an easy trip. Many thanks, Alan!
  • Martine
  • France
  • 16 Jul 2017, 07:40
Jolie rose trémière.
Philine: Merci bien, Martine!
Like Chris I too was photographing Hollyhocks recently. They are a delight
Philine: Oh, I am looking forward to your hollyhocks. Many thanks and a good day today, Bill!
Lovely flowers, which seem not to like the soil in my garden!
I've always thought Hollyhocks are fine flowers.
Hollyhocks are my sister's favorite.

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