Mosaic Monday: Grandma's Tiger Lilies

Tiger, Tiger, Burning Bright

When my husband and I first married, we were so poor that we moved in with his grandparents on the family farm where he had grown up. He went to work for his dad farming. We lived there when our first daughter Heather was born. Needing our own space, we moved to the Congregational Church parsonage in Ault. My father-in-law paid our rent as part of my husband's farm salary. We lived in the big two story Victorian house for nine months when the church hired a new minister who wanted to live in the parsonage, so we moved to the Baptist Church parsonage down the street. We there about 18 months when the farm finances became so tight that we had to move back to the farm. By then grandma has passed and our second daughter was on the way. Eventually we bought a home in Pierce, Colorado--just up the road from the farm. We lived there for 12 years. Wanting a larger home, we moved down the road from the farm back to Ault (population 1,000), where we lived for 18 years. Two years ago we moved to the Garden Spot just a little further down the road, half a mile maybe. Along with us, I have moved a small clump of tiger lilies that were Grandma Martha's garden on the farm to each one of our gardens. 

The tiger lilies are hardy and dependable and always provide a great show of blooms, even after being newly transplanted. When I dug them up this time, I was able to share some bulbs with the girls and even left a few stragglers in the old garden where I hope the new owners will enjoy them too, but doubtful, since they mowed down my roses and planted sod.

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