Whether, like me, you pronounce this "zee-nya" or say "zinn-ee-uh", the zinnia flower is worth a closer look. Old-fashioned and sturdy, it packs an intense color rush. My grandmother used to grow a very long row of these alongside her garden. So many colors! She could see them from her bedroom window. When I think of zinnia's, I think of summers spent with Grandma. What do they bring to mind for you?
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Such Happy Flowers! My Mom grew them too, every Summer, and it was always fun to see what colors grew from that magic packet of seeds. Thanks for bringing back a sweet memory for me, Steph.
Have a happy day.
Hugs,
Mary Jane
Assorted colorful zinnias (zinn-ee-uhs) are on my tables right now anticipating the arrival of guests for tea. To me, they speak of an intensity for life - they are so vibrant, so intense, so glorious.
A friend of mine wrote a lovely essay in a magazine once about zinnias (which I pronounce as you do -- never heard of zinn-ee-uh, which is interesting!). I remember my mom growing these when I was a little girl, but I didn't much like them because they were orange (sorry!). Today, I pretty much adore every flower in every color, and now I think zinnias are SUPPOSED to be orange, ha!
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