It's hard to believe that I've had A Year Without My Mum. It was actually a year back in March and I remembered reading a comment on a post I wrote last year, A Final Goodbye, in which my lovely friend, Mitzi from Lazy Days & Sundays, mentioned she planted roses in memory of the people she'd lost. I thought at the time what a lovely idea that was and so I decided that I would do this for my mum.
I didn't want to plant just any old rose though, I went in search of one with a meaning and I came across Sheila's Perfume. Sheila was my mum's name and so I thought it would be perfect, though a little ironic as my mum lost her sense of smell many years ago after an illness. She couldn't smell perfume but liked to wear it so always asked my opinion.
Sheila's Perfume is a floribunda which produces clusters of flowers, or it should do once it gets going. Its first bloom opened after my dad died whilst we were having to isolate. It was a bright spell amongst the gloomy days of bereavement. There's more buds just waiting to open and it should go on flowering all summer.
It's such a pretty rose, yellow with a crimson pink edge, quite unusual. I think my mum would like it.
We were in lockdown when it arrived so it was a while until I could get to a garden centre to buy some compost but as you can see in the photo above, I'd picked out a nice pot to grow it in and I've since bought the compost I needed and it's been potted up.
Hopefully, it will be happy with the care and attention I provide and flower for many years to come in memory of my lovely mum.