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By anne fraser
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Located off the kitchen was her own private balcony and it overlooked the trees and a canal. Mae enjoyed the view from the balcony and would spend time watching the birds nesting in the trees and the swans and ducks that swam in the canal.
The balcony was a virtual haven of peace and tranquility. When you went out onto it you were greeted with the most lovely fragrances and beautiful sights. Mae knew that flowers could express our deepest feelings.
She grew flowers and plants in tubs, containers, hanging baskets and urns.
She planted in such a way that she was able to watch the four seasons change before her eyes.
In the springtime she waited for the yellow primrose to arrive. The yellow colour reminded her of the sun and the budding primrose let her know that summer was not too far away.
She also grew sweet violets because traditionally children had given their mothers a posy on Mothering Sunday. Mae always helped her granddaughter, Emily, to gather the violets and Emily would tie a ribbon round the bunch and give them to her mum.
Summertime saw the red roses and pink carnations bloom in all their glory. Mae visited the graveyard and placed red roses, that symbolise love, on her deceased husband's grave.
She gave her daughter the pink carnations because they symbolise a mother's love.
Autumn brought the forget-me-not and the poppies. The forget-me-not flowers reminded Mae about all those she loved who had now gone to be with the Lord. Mae would pick some forget-me-not flowers and remember each person and all the happy times they had spent together.
The poppies reminded her of those who had died serving their countries during the various wars.
Winter - the arrival of winter brought Mae's favourite flower, the snowdrop. Mae wrote the following poem in honour of this little but hardy flower.
Consider the snowdrop and be wise.
Buried beneath the snow she lies,
struggling unseen to bring beauty alive.
Fragile though she appears to be
she's the most courageous flower to me,
Pure and white - like a little light.
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