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Arthur loved wildflowers.
Cornflowers, foxgloves, harebells.
Often he’d gather a few, tie them with a ribbon and hand them to a passing stranger.
Columbine, thrift, ragged robin.
He’d hold a buttercup beneath a child’s chin, if their skin glowed yellow he knew they liked butter! He was a great believer in folklore.
On the village green, amid a carpet of blossom sits a wooden bench. The villagers placed it there after he passed, beneath the cherry tree that he and his wife Florence adored. They mixed wildflower seeds with his ashes and scattered them there.
Daisies, cowslips, poppies.
Arthur loved wildflowers.
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For the A-Z Challenge in 2017, I wrote a story each day about the fictional village of Amble Bay. Arthur featured in most of them, but sadly he died in the final instalment. You can read it HERE should you so wish!
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Ted Strutz for the photo.
Click Froggie to join in the fun!
Sweet! I’ll have to read more about Arthur + Florence.
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Thanks, Christine. Arthur certainly was fun to write about!
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Sweet
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Thanks, Neil.
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Simple things can offer so much joy. I want flowers now!
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Indeed they can. Thanks, Tannille.
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What is it with you this week, have you got St Val fever?
Soppy but sweet, old gherkin!
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Variety is the spice of life, second only to chilli powder!
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I have a few tales on this image. This is my favorite
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That’s so kind of you Sadje, thank you.
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You’re welcome 😉
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Such a sweet rememberance.
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Thanks so much, Bernadette.
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Arthur is pleased. Well done. You’re quite the wordsmith, Keith.
Have a fabulous day and rest of the week. 🙂
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Thanks for your kind words, Sandee.
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This is lovely, Keith. Pleasant people, kind and friendly. And everyone who came into contact with them responded in kind.
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Thank you so much That’s exactly how I imagined them, Linda.
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That’s lovely. There are some favoured beauty spots where so many people’s ashes are scattered that the composition of the soil has changed.
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I’m sure there are. Thank you, Liz.
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Thank you for the bouquet, it brightens my day.
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I’m pleased! It’s my pleasure, Susan..
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I remember that series of stories! Good to hear Arthur is doing well in the afterlife.
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Gone but not forgotten! Thanks Iain.
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Keith, Loved hearing the names of the wildflowers, one by one. Somehow made this tale all the more heartwarming and a delight to read.
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I’m so pleased you enjoyed it, Dora.
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Tender and true, I’m glad he lives on there, by the bench ❤
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A fitting tribute I thought. Thanks, Jade.
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YW.
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Dear Keith,
What a sweet memorial for a flower lover. Blooming with love.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Perfectly put! Thanks so much, Rochelle.
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Oh, this is wonderful, Keith. I like this side of you!
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That’s so kind of you Dale, thank you.
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My pleasure.
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What a beautiful piece, its what everyone should want thinking about it, lovely stuff
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I’d like it – you could say I’m dropping hints!
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That was truly lovely. Beautifully described.
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Thanks for your kind words, Sandra.
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That’s a sweet tale! There are a couple of benches in my village dedicated to past residents.
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We have in our park, a few little trees too. I wonder if I’ll merit one!
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What a lovely take on this picture…wish I’d thought of it. 🙂 ❤
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That’s really kind of you Bear, thank you.
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what a fitting tribute. he couldn’t ask for nothing more.
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That’s what the villagers thought! Thanks paridel.
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A lovely tribute to Arthur. It’s nice to visit Amble Bay in your stories again.
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I really aught to pop back more often! Thanks Mimi.
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What a beautiful story. I loved this one, Keith! 🙂
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I’m pleased! Thanks, Brenda.
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Lovely story, Keith. Heart-warming! (And nicely structured too)
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Thank you Penny!
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LOL. I’ve had more embarrassing wrong number calls, but not by much. At least there was no sexy fun time talk.
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Certainly not Anne!
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Aw this is lovely, Keith.
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Thanks so much Laurie.
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Such a sweet story. Arthur is still delighting people in the afterlife.
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Indeed he is! Thanks so much.
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We have two memorial benches in my village. Each one carries sadness, yet offers a welcome. Unfortunately flowers are very much in decline in here my valley. I have planted primulas and cowslips, but just like my daffodils they slowly disappear. However at present time the foxgloves make up for them
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Foxgloves do tend to take over once they get established, happliy though, they are really colourful!
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This is beautiful! 🙂 And, here’s to wildflowers and pushing up daisies in town squares for the children to play on.
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Nothing quite like them! Thanks Na’ama
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