By Charlotte Byus
In my family, this means share what you have with the younger generation so they too can share or hand down. In my family that means dishes, plants, furniture…that kind of stuff. When Robbie and I purchased our first home, my Aunt Winne gave me her china. She had purchased the china in Panama where Uncle Ernest was stationed, building the canal. My Uncle Henry was a gardener and he shared his Rose of Sharon and daylilies. As time went by and we purchased our second home, I took all of this with us. I left some of the flowers for the next owner of our home. Next, Aunt Jackie and Uncle Henry gave us the dining room set that my Grandmother gave them, and more daylilies and cast iron plants. By the third move I was beginning to be the Johnny Appleseed of the Daylily world.
When we moved to the beach, the first thing I did was bring in yards of dirt for a flower bed to hold all my plants. Decorating the house was second to me, first came memories of my family. Did your family ever take home from a funeral a pot plant given in memory of a love one? Did you plant it and often look at it and talk to that person? Well I did and still do.
Now it is my turn. When we leave our beach home I will be giving plants, cuttings of plants, yard art and containers to friends and family.
If you get any of my plants and/or yard art, please “talk to me,” I’ll be missing you too.
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