Every year I look forward to lily time, and these are my favorite. I don’t know their real name. In our family, these are Grandma’s Tiger Lilies.
Grandma’s Tiger Lily
This is Grandma in 1930 at age 18. I see my mom in her.
Anna Burger Age 18
This is Grandma and Grandpa holding a baby me in 1963. 
And this is Grandma with her siblings in 1978. They are all gone now.
This picture was taken on Grandma’s farm in Fawn Grove, PA. This is where the tiger lilies came from. My mom took some (as she is wont to do) and made them a part of her yard. When I moved here 22 years ago, she shared, as she is also wont to do.
They are tall; many of them are well over my 5 feet 7 inches.
I’ve planted them everywhere.
I want to have plenty to share with my children. And grandchildren . . .
Oh, beautiful! And what poignant memories. Even though loved ones pass, their flowers continue.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s such a thing with my mom and me. We give every garden tour with a verbal list of who gave us all the plants. I rarely remember the plant names – but I always remember who they came from.
LikeLiked by 1 person
So lovely!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you for sharing these beautiful memories.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, thank you so much for caring. : )
LikeLike
Oh, this is just lovely – it brought a little tear to my eye! What a wonderful family you have about you, whether in the flesh or spirit or flower 🙂 And a garden full of lilies is not a bad thing either! This must be a little delight in the Year of Jodie!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Pauline – The Year of Jodie is quite delightful. You are a riot. Thank you for your excellent commentary.
I just talked to my mom – the post made her cry, too.
LikeLiked by 1 person
There is hardly anything more special than a plant that originated with a loved one. Your grandmother was beautiful, and I know she is smiling as your garden grows. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, thank you so much, Judy. I do take special care of Grandma’s lilies. At first I had them all in a clump, but one year moles (or something) got after them and hardly any were left. Since then I have made a point to put them everywhere. I do think she approves.
LikeLiked by 1 person
What a beautiful legacy.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Isn’t it? It makes me want to share my plants with everyone I love, so they have a pretty reminder of me, as well.
LikeLiked by 1 person
A lovely idea. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
A wonderful plant with a wonderful history retained for a wonderful purpose. Our Margery’s Bed is named for our nonagenarian friend who gave us seeds for it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, I love that you named a whole bed after her. Hmmmmm. I may have to steal that idea.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are welcome, Jodie
LikeLiked by 1 person
I came to see what you’re up to and oh my ! Your garden is huge and really pretty! You’re blessed to have inherited plants. I can’t think of anything nicer. We used to live in the country and I had a lovely, mature, perennial garden. Unfortunately the new owner tore it out for 5th wheel parking. Garden’s that live on are so special 😀
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, thank you so much for your lovely comments. Our yard is big and was empty when we moved in. Luckily, my mom lives nearby, so sharing has been easy. Patience helps, too. : )
LikeLiked by 1 person
How very nice to have shared your story about your granny’s lilies with us dear Jodie, I have enjoyed enormously. Thank you and what a wonderful story. I won’t look at those lilies anymore without thinking of you and your grandmother.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, sweet Agnes. I enjoyed your post about your excursion with your grandchildren. Sharing our love of nature transcends generations, doesn’t it?
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes my mum passed it on to us, and I am sure that my grandmother also did. Valuable indeed and lovely as where would we be without nature and our appreciation of it enhances our lives so much doesn’t it Jodie ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
It enhances our lives so much and I believe our Earth would be in a much better place if more people got out there and spent some time with nature.
LikeLike
I have some plants that a family friend gave to me when I was a child. Or I have their descendants. I love having plants from other people. Your garden looks fabulous, and your family pictures reminded me of mine. I loved the cornfield in the background of the sibling picture. And the one of you with your grandparents is so universal–and yet quintessentially of a time and place.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, thank you for such lovely comments. I am just recently paying attention to how many plants have been shared with me and how special that makes them. It’s really nice to hear that other people care about the same things.
Re: Grandma’s farm – I used to pull the hammock next to the grape arbor (both visible in the sibs photo.) I’d rock and eat the grapes, which were part sweet and part sour and very GRAPE.
And I love that photo of my grandparents. Grandma is just thrilled with me and Grandpa is very pleased with me but not so pleased about the photo, I am thinking.
LikeLiked by 1 person
This made me think of all the plants we have that came from friends and family. Heart-warming post. Thank you.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s something, isn’t it? To have those bits of love and friendship living in your yard? I may have to make signs one day – just to cement the whole thing.
LikeLiked by 1 person
That would be good. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person