The next day when I visited my boyfriend's grandparents, the day I walked along Old Pond, inside their home, I noticed many violets along the window sill. His grandma spoke about her violets in a way that I could tell she really loved them.
Somethings are pleasantly nostalgic. Memories may spring up just by admiring them.
Since smell is the closest link to memory, even the smell of the flowers and soil can comfort us and remind us of something pleasant, or of someone we love.
In the future, I'd like to adopt a violet plant.
Do you have a favorite plant or flower?
Do any smells comfort you or remind you of someplace safe?