While practicing the banjo last night, the song "Bicycle Built for Two" came to mind
It starts with,
"Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer true."
Remember that one? "I'm half crazy, all for the love of you" and on and on.
It's a sweet song that old-timers usually love to sing. In the song, of course, Daisy is a girl's name, instead of a flower.
Daisies, themselves, are among my favorite simple flowers. Don't you just love them? They are so cheerful and pretty and they last a long time, too.
When we were kids, we always plucked them over some boys we liked. "He loves me, he loves me not." It was always such a bummer when the last petal was "He loves me not." Usually, I just tossed that daisy and would start all over again. Ha! That cracks me up thinking about it.
One of my all time favorite garden books is "Garden Flower Folklore" by Laura C. Martin. Oh, it's filled with fabulous information about dozens of flowers.
Regarding daisies, did you know that the name daisy came from "day's eye" and dated all the way back to the time of Chaucer? It was said, according to Ms. Martin, that daisies cured eye problems.
Here's a sad tale to tell pertaining to daisies, according to the book. An ancient Celtic legend notes that daisies came from the spirits of children who died at birth. The legend says that God sprinkled daisies to cheer grieving parents.
Ms. Martin also wrote that daisies are the flowers of April. In Victorian times, they symbolized innocence.
Well, to tell you the truth, I don't know whether any of the folk tales about daisies are true or not. I just like these flowers! A vase filled with daisies on the kitchen table, placed on top of a colorful doily, makes me happy and I smile when looking at their sweet faces.
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