Pussy willows in the wild

Do you buy yourself flowers?

I don’t. The frugal former farmgirl part of me is uncomfortable with impractical spending. Why spend money on a luxury that will die in a few days?

Praises be, I raised a city daughter who thinks differently. She willingly spends money on touches of beauty: plants with character, fresh flowers and unique throw pillows. (Frugal former farmgirl says, Throw pillows? Useless!)

three throw pillows, one with a Harry Potter Marauders' Map
Useless?

Last week my daughter brought home pussy willows.

Boom! She transported me back to my childhood farm near a wooded area where pussy willows grew wild. In my barn-chore gum rubber boots, I’d walk through the soggy marshland in the spring and run my fingers over the soft pussy willow buds.

I wondered how many people in our oh-so-urban society are lucky enough to have such a beautiful memory. I felt privileged and full of gratitude.

My daughter, spending her money so willingly, bought more than fresh flowers. She bought a long-forgotten cherished memory, an appreciation for my carefree childhood, and gratitude for how her different approach to life makes mine richer.

Those aren’t luxuries, and they won’t die in a few days.

Pussy willow buds

Pussy willows in the wild: Ontario Trees

4 thoughts on “Pussy willows in the wild

  1. marianbeaman

    Our daughters (Gen-Xers or Millenials) certainly understand the need for beauty, and cost is no object. Like you, I am frugal, and seldom spend $$ on fresh-cut flowers. Often, like now, I have fresh flowers from the azalea or the hibiscus bush on the patio. Last winter, I started singing, “He doesn’t bring me flow-ers anymore” and my husband got the message and brought me a bunch or two from the market. 🙂

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    1. Arlene Somerton Smith Post author

      I am lucky in that my husband often brings me flowers for no particular reason. In fact, on Monday night he returned from a trip and brought me flowers – and he didn’t even know that I had written the post. It’s a nice touch now and then.

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  2. Carol

    I have one pussywillow bush (tree?) in my backyard which I started from a cutting from a friend. You’ve encouraged me to check on it when I arrive home the last day of the month, perhaps cut a branch or two, and bring them into the house for spring cheer.

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