The beautiful yellow flowers where our Frimousse is buried begin to fade. Flowers, as on the graves of human beings? I hear the charge of anthropomorphism from those who accuse Peter Wohlleben (*) of it… Or more straightforwardly of stupidity… Our Frimousse was better than those people, that’s sure.
The imperial fritillaries, which usually remain in flower during several weeks, are already fading.
The bay tree, which we had brought with us, together with our dear Frimousse, when we moved to live here almost seventeen years ago, has dried. Coincidence? I’ve just pruned it very severely. According to RouXy’s Master we’ll have to wait until August to see if it starts over.
(*) The author of The Hidden Life of Trees and The Inner Life of Animals
The flowers help to symbolize the beautiful memories.
There was a visitor of Frimousse Blog who loved imperial fritillaries. She had a kitty that was very ill (kidney disease) and he eventuaqlly died. It was at the time of the 2012 French presidential election. I told her that when parents and grand-parents love their children and grand-children they do not vote for Ms Le Pen. She did not like that remark and stopped visiting the blog. And every year, when I see the imperial fritillaries in flower, I think of her…
Lovely flowers and remembrance can be bitter sweet. We made it a point to keep cats and politics separate on our blog as the comments and replys can be, well, non feline fine
That is a wise behaviour, I agree. But there are limits though. I do not think you would accept Nazi propaganda on a blog. I would not. And I cannot accept comentaries actively promoting Front National and Ms Le Pen.