The Pinecone Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree
I was told, as a youngster, that my paternal grandmother knew the names of all the plants and animals and I have always tried to aspire to that.
Intrigued by the observation that conifers are complicated and diverse, I wanted to know more about them in particular, and would return from walks with my pockets full of various pine, spruce, cedar and hemlock cones. It wasn't long before I was cutting them open to see how they work inside. Once I saw the flower shapes that they're hiding, I wanted to paint them, and after some experimentation, a method was worked out. When I showed my pretty pinecone florets to my friends, they would gasp in surprise at how lovely they were.
Once I started to put them together in arrangements, and to sell little sculptures of pinecone flower bouquets, I learned that my maternal grandmother used to sell pinecone arrangements in the window of my grandfather's jewelry store.
I am pleased that I have been able to express both of my grandmothers in a single activity and I feel like they are behind every little piece of art that the cones create.
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