Rosemary...for remembrance

"There's rosemary, that's for remembrance, pray, love, remember."
--Shakespeare, Hamlet

My dear friends Don and Meg from Louisiana sent me some beautiful sprigs of fragrant rosemary, an herb traditionally used to symbolize remembrance. There is also a lovely legend about Mary draping her blue cloak over a rosemary bush, and the white flowers turning blue for her.


I want to make some little bundles from this rosemary to hang in the house, as well as to give to some of Patrick's friends. I will also bring these to a women's healing/grieving ceremony that some of my friends are planning for me.

I did some simple crocheting to hold the sprigs together, then made a copper wire hanger.
This first one is hanging on my mantle by the candles I light for Patrick. In the mornings, I greet his picture there with "Namaste" and the hands-together bow and take a moment to envision him surrounded with divine light and love. It's the perfect place for rosemary....for remembrance, prayer, love.
Thank you, Don and Meg - for the rosemary and all your kindnesses...
I have quite a few people to thank for sending me things meant to help me bear this sad journey, not the least of whom is my Secret Pal, Peacock. I will devote my next entries to my gratitude.

Namaste,
'zann