I See Dead People — Cemetery Gardening
Crinum in an old cemetery in Charleston
The first place I ever collected plants was in the dump of the local cemetery. Momma and Nanna cleaned up the graves of grandparents and I pulled stuff out the trash. Mums, Azaleas, Ivy. Who’d throw all these great plants away?
I never stopped. Whenever Tom and I travel, we check out the local cemetery. Once, with Ruth Knopf, who was about 70 at the time, we were strolling through a dry, dusty graveyard outside of Guadalajara. We came upon some gravediggers, who offered us tequila and took us to a beautiful rose bush.
Yesterday, walking through Atlanta’s spectacular Oakland Cemetery, I realized not everyone does this. Tom’s sister Margaret may have looked a little, just a little, concerned as my pockets bulges got bigger and bigger.
Crinum Lilies are sometimes even called Cemetery Lilies. If you have a grave to garden,want a long lived, easy care plant for your plot, check out our selection.
\”What comes down comes around, HA!\” A couple of weeks ago while at the picnic I filled 2 pockets with seeds from the Crinum Farm blooming flowers and got a lady to promise to send me some from her yard. I think GOD sees that as sharing and not stealing! I can think of nothing better to spread around than flower seeds! Keep up the good work!
It was so good to see you; Did yall go to the big Lady Antebellum concert near you last week?