Inspired by Frank at Dutch goes the Photo: Back Catalogue
My challenge to you is to find an image in your back catalog that still grabs your attention and share it…if you want to re-interpret the image with what you have gained over the years, feel free to do so.
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There is just something about this bright yellow flowering bush that I am drawn to.
Is it because one flourished in the corner of the front yard where I grew up? Or, more specifically, where I lived when I was 4 to 11 years old. Where the vast majority of my happy moments were spent outdoors. That particular forsythia was actually situated in the next door neighbor’s yard…right on the lot line. I always thought it was ours.
Is it because the happiest of my childhood family photos were taken in front of it? On special days when I wore a dress-up dress with my stick straight hair fancied up and curled for the occasion. Which was usually Mother’s Day or Easter or my birthday. My grandparents were often there. Or dear family friends. Gathered around. Smiling.
Whatever the reason…
When I was all grown up, a homeowner and married with 2 children of my own, I mentioned how much I’d like to have a forsythia in the front corner of the front yard.
So on Mother’s Day 1990, I got one. And then another one for the other front corner a year later.
There were many places where happy family photos were taken while my children were growing up. Both indoors and outdoors.
But there was always something extra special about the front corner of the front yard and that bright yellow flowering forsythia…
For a brief few weeks every Spring.
one letter UP ~ diary 2.0 
A cute photo of you! Times have really changed. I had one of those in the yard in Michigan, they seem to grow really fast.
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Thanks! Yes they do grow fast – I pruned them every year.
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That’s a wonderful sequence of images over the years.
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Thank you!
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I grew up in a part of the Bronx that was countrified, lots of forsythia and magnolia. We drove into Manhattan frequently and used the main transverses that cut through Central Park and get you from one side of Manhattan to the other. I’ve never tired of seeing the bright yellow forsythia branches that spill generously down the stones on either side of the road … the first real signs of spring here in the city!
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Yes, aren’t they glorious? They have minds of their own and grow so fast. How fortunate you were able to see them in the city. Where I grew up in the NJ suburbs, they were fairly common although my memory is fixed on the one from my yard for the most part.
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History linked through plant life – lovely.
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Thank you 🙂
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Welcome!
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Aww…so bright and cheery and I love how your kids’ smiles have your dimples ;-)!
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Thanks 🙂
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How wonderful! We had one in my grandparents’ garden as well when I was growing up one floor above them. And now you have two!
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Thank you. They are beautiful – how nice you were able to enjoy one as well. The two I describe now live on in our former home’s yard. Every once in a while I drive by in the Spring to see them.
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