Lily of the Valley

In the house I grew up in there was a horse chestnut tree in the front yard. I loved that tree - it was big enough to climb into but not so tall that you ever had to worry about hurting yourself by falling out of it. My sister and I would pull the large compound leaves off of the branches and make fans out of them. That tree was the bane of my father - it produced hundreds of spiny horse chestnuts, which aren't really good for anything except being a hazard to barefoot humans. To make matters worse, the main branch I would use to climb up into the tree was the perfect height to clothesline a person on a riding lawnmower going about his business trying to defend the yard against the dual scourge of crab grass and dandelions.


Beneath that tree grew the most beautiful Lily-of-the-Valley, real Lily-of-the-Valley, not the wild variety (I think they are called "False" Lily-of-the-Valley) that grow in the New England woods. They had delicate white flowers strung in a single file along nodding stems, and the most wonderful fragrance wafted from their little bells. I don't know how they got there - Lily-of-the-Valley are bulbs, so someone must have planted them, but who? My great-grandmother? Surely it was not my great-grandfather or great-uncle, who lived in the house together after my great-grandmother had died. These were people who made their own pickles in a big brining barrel in the basement and who kept pheasants in a fenced off area in the woods behind our house. Who knows?

We moved away from that little cape cod when I was in high school. Our family had outgrown the house, and the one we moved to was bigger, newer, nicer. Still, I missed the Lily-of-the-Valleys, and I even tried growing some at the new place. (They didn't thrive.)

Meet the newest addition to my little family:

Lily. Of the Valley.

PS I did it, I marked all the Bloglines posts as read. I was experiencing anxiety over what to read first. So I decided to read nothing.


At 7:27 AM, Blogger The_Add_Knitter said...

Good for you for liberating yourself from the Bloglines hell...and Lily is too precious!!

At 7:34 AM, Blogger Leah said...

Such a sweet addition to your family!

So glad to hear you got rid of your bloglines anxiety! None of us blame you at all!

At 12:24 PM, Blogger peaknits said...

Thank gosh about Bloglines - big monkey off of your back. NOw, we want to catch up on you - can't wait to hear more about your trek, and what's going on. That flower reminds me of my grandma's house - fabulous scent. Welcome new kitty!

At 3:59 PM, Blogger schrödinger said...

Lily of the Valley is very cute - nice back story too.

Well done on the Bloglines action - it can be a horrible guilt-inducing monster otherwise.

At 4:36 AM, Blogger Sandra said...

Almost forgot about you (kidding)! Glad you are back on track!

At 5:36 PM, Blogger Diane said...

Cute cat and great story.

At 6:09 PM, Blogger Singular Stitches said...

Lily is adorable! What a wonderful addition to your family.

At 9:07 PM, Anonymous Marisa said...

Gee, you're sure she's not really two cats? *grin*


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