Patrick loved his garden. He had fond memories of 'back in the day' when seeing wild flowers everywhere was the norm.
All of them loved wild flowers
My dad loved everything about the world but particularly his garden. He grew all different types of vegetables, plants, fruit trees – kiwi, asparagus, pears and peaches.
My wonderful brave father who I miss so much and still worry about , my guide in life and protector .x
They both cared about me and showed me so much love. They would have done anything for me. They wanted me to be happy. I miss them every day and I want to share the love I still feel for them through these beautiful wildflower seeds.
One year on , 17th July , we lost our beautiful daughter and sister, Fiona.
Mick loved his garden, he only grew flowers and our garden was a picture during the summer months.
You were on call for my husband for the last two years of his life and I was, and am, so grateful for your help and kindness.
When the swifts arrive in June, they always bring back memories of my Mums last summer. They would screech and swoop around the garden, and she loved them.
My husband off 50 years , father off my 5 children , poppa too our grandchildren , leader off our family , loved and missed every day , loved so much x
Always kind, loving and a true gentleman till the end xx
Holidaying in Weston Super Mare
My beloved mum and sister
I am remembering my Nanny Val, who remains to be a huge inspiration in mine, and my families, lives.
Nanny was so passionate and enthusiastic about life, an infectious quality that I will cherish forever, and hope to continue in her memory.
Love you always Nanny
Kate xxx
I am sowing these seeds in memory of my lovely Mum, Mary Evans, who sadly passed away on this day (July 28th) last year. She is deeply missed. ???? xx
An endearing lady of many hand crafted talents who also loved her garden and flowers. Many gifts to treasure in Ina's memory.
Mum loved her garden and definitely had "green fingers" which I sadly have not inherited. Dad was also a keen gardener and spent many hours in his allotment or "down the plot" as he used to say. The wildflower card is a beautiful memory for them both who are much missed.
They were both beautiful people and loved their gardens.
Grandma and Grandad loved walking. They would walk for miles and miles until both of them preferred resting in their armchairs, more than hiking. I think they must have seen hundreds of wildflower fields on their daily walks. With both of them gone, these flowers will be a beautiful reminder of them.
In memory of my aunt. May she rest in peace. Love Tracy and family xx
Dad was not just my Dad but a real gd best friend too.
Mum had a heart of gold always there when you needed help or support.