Thursday 18 November 2021

Losing your mother is permanent and inexpressible, a wound that will never quite heal

Mums grave was looking a little tired so I have freshened up the tulips.
The significance of the white and 'black' (purple) colour is that tulips were mums favourite flower and she grew these colours in pots for many years in memory of my younger brother Brett (Click for more info), who barracked for Collingwood (yes I know!). His ashes are in her arms in her grave today.
I also added some solar spot lights in the pots so they will illuminate at night.

the new flowers
At night the solar spotlights illuminate the tulips.
The before tulips.


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