Shooting Stars (dodecatheon) are a kind of pass-along flower for me. The original ones in my garden were planted by my beloved grandfather more than thirty years ago. Since my grandfather was so far from whimsical, having his spirit with me in the form of these graceful wildflowers always makes me smile. I’ll never know why he chose to plant something you couldn’t eat, but I’ll always be grateful that he did. Being able to remember him this way is just another reason to love gardening.
Yesterday was Memorial Day here in the U.S, so I guess thinking of those we have loved and the legacies they’ve left behind is appropriate. What unexpected legacies have you been gifted with? I love hearing about how gardening connects the generations, so go ahead and share.