Can you remember?
At primary school in Glasgow each autumn we were given three daffodil bulbs and a bag of bulb fibre to take home and plant and look after and bring back to the classroom in spring. I loved that. And my mother would grow hyacinth bulbs in glass jars. The smell of them reminds me of her still.
Another clear memory is of a border in my Gran's back court of dusty thin soil with clods of horse manure on it, and nasty smelling French marigolds. I think I knew even then, aged about four, that it shouldn't be like this!
A more positive memory is of bringing home armfuls of flowers from my Dad's allotment - that abundance was very exciting. The smell of dahlias and chrysanthemums reminds me of Dad. And an aunt who lived in the country grew wondrous sweet peas - that perfume makes me think of her.
I can see why I love scent in the garden!
Who or what inspired you? Do share....
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