Ever since my Sour Grass post people have been sharing flower memories and lore galore, here’s a few:
Carolee from the SF Bay Area commented Sunday that as a child she and her friends held a poppy under some ones chin and if it glowed they liked butter. I told that story to a friend who grew up on the East Coast and she remembers doing the same thing. I grew up in the mid west and never heard of it. Has any one else played that game?
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Poppies pop up in the foot prints of Persephone as she steps out of the Underworld each Spring, that’s what I learned in Goddess class 101.
She must be finding her way out early this year because poppies are already blooming on every hillside in California. Hmmm, I’m suddenly getting hungry for some butter and
tomorrow is Pie Day 3.14
get out your rolling pins…
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There’s a patch of poppies, a few square yards, on our block and this morning in the rain, I saw that they were all closed up.
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Smart poppies sounds like to me. Good to know there are poppies in Oakland.
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Sure, I remember the game (I grew up in New York, with parents from Oklahoma)–but it was buttercups, which aren’t as common in California if they grow here at all. There was even a scientific explanation for buttercups’ reflectivity published recently–see http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn21280-ultraflat-cells-give-buttercup-its-yellow-glow.html.
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Wow I learn so much. Buttercups make sense for that game. Buttercups are ranunculus according to my brand new Western Garden Book and they don’t grow in the zone 17, the East Bay.
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Do you remember that yard a block east of where we lived that was full of Poppies? I always thought they were so pretty. We would walk by them on the way to grade school. Not sure why they had so many?? Maybe they thought they were pretty too. lol
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I don’t remember that at all. We didn’t walk to Jefferson a few years before I did.
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