September's flowers are Aster and Morning Glory. The Aster symbolizes charming, patience, daintiness, afterthought, love of variety, elegance, memories and love. The name comes from the Greek word for star. It is said that Romans would place asters on the graves of their soldiers as a symbol of remembrance and the ashes from burnt asters would ward off serpents. The Victorians would give asters with the intended meaning being "please do not forget me".
The symbolic meaning of the morning-glory is affection. I read one post that charmed me. It was about eating breakfast n the garden with morning glories invites humming birds, butterflies and bees to the meal. Wouldn't that make a beautiful embroidery or applique (or combination)? The flowers bloom in the morning and only last 1 day. Each day new flowers appear for their few hours of splendor. It reminds me that God's mercy is new every morning...
Both flowers come in a variety of colors, except red. This leads me to talk about the Sapphire, September's birth stone. It is made of the same material as the Ruby. It comes in every color except red. When it is red, it is called a Ruby. Sapphires are said to treat mental illness and calm nerves. The symbolic meaning of Sapphire is sincerity, harmony, peace, and faithfulness and was believed to be a lucky charm for a happy marriage when given by a man to his young wife as a wedding present.
I was surprised to find that Sapphires come in many colors. I always think of the Star Sapphire. The one in the picture above is the Star of Bombay. The star effect is something called Asterism...coincidence? The star shape kind of reminds me of the star formed by the inner markings of the Morning Glory.
There are also color changing Sapphires that appear to change color in different light sources. September is a transitional month where we move from summer to fall. The change of foliage begins in September in northern areas. This is a favorite source of inspiration for us as quilters. Many people take vacations just to see this glorious display.
September's tree is the willow tree. This picture shows a willow in the fall. Their leaves turn yellow then. I have seen some really beautiful willow tree embroideries in my time. Their graceful bows and narrow, long leaves lend themselves to interpretation with stem stitch on fabric.
I lived in Illinois as a girl and willow trees were everywhere there was water. We had one in my backyard and during the summer we'd play under it because its branches would hang down to the ground all around. It was like a tent for us. My mother didn't like it because we'd get covered in sap along with anything we brought under there. They really do weep! I have this one memory of laying on a blanket and taking a nap under that willow. It was a breezy day with cotton ball clouds marching across the sky. I laid, looking up through the tree and the swooshing noise of the leaves and soft creaking of the bows just lulled me to sleep. I was probably 5 or so. I wasn't in school yet. I woke up all sticky!
September is also the month most northern students return to school. I just had a flood of first day of school memories! Funny how they all merge together. The most prominent by far is of my very first day of school. We lived a few miles away from the school and there weren't any busses because it was a Catholic school. My Mom didn't drive and my dad was at work and so was my brother-in-law (My sister and he lived in our house too), but my Mom had made friends with our little town's only cab driver and had arranged that as my transportation. Her name was Laura. She was nice enough, but was really loud and didn't take very good care of her appearance. She was one of those people who would shout questions at you and when you'd answer she would say, "Huh?" about three times until you shouted the answer just like she had asked it. On retrospect it is quite possible that she was hard of hearing, although I don't remember anyone saying that. She had short frizzy red hair mixed with gray and was very overweight. She never used makeup or hair products and she always wore a red plaid flannel shirt type jacket, the kind hunters wore...very man like. She was scary to me and I wouldn't get in the cab with her alone. My Mom had to come with me and so did my sister and her first child who was an infant. Laura shouted the whole way there which made the baby cry. My sister couldn't calm him no matter what she did and Laura just kept shouting motherly advise, not realizing she was making things worse. My Mom was SO ready to be out of that cab! She was tense and held my little hand too tight. I couldn't wait to get out of that cab either. I remember not wanting to leave them when we got to the school as I was really afraid, but thinking that at least I didn't have to get back in that cab with Laura! After school I came outside and cringed when I saw that cab waiting with everyone still in the back seat like I had left them. The baby was happy, though, and we went for ice cream to celebrate my first day at school. I don't know if something was said or if it just seemed like it because it was warm enough to open the windows, but Laura was much quieter on this trip...of course she had an ice cream cone to keep her mouth busy, too.
I was the baby of the family, but I don't remember my Mom being sad that I was going to school like I was when my baby went to her first day of school. I was a mess and my daughter was afraid. I didn't want to leave her because she was crying and clinging to my leg. The teacher, a large black woman with very soft kind eyes and warm smile with a gentle voice told me that she'd be fine and it would be best if I just went on home. I was amazed as I watched through the door window and watched my little bit climb up on that teacher's lap and bury her little tearful cheeks in that teacher's extra sized bosom. Before I knew it that woman had her smiling and telling her things. She had been a kindergarten teacher all her life and just had that "touch". I, of course, cried on and off the whole morning, lol.
So what about you? What memories of September are your favorites?
Here are a few links that were the source of some of the information I learned while doing research for this post.
Morning Glory Pictures Google Search
Squido Birth Months
Willow Tree Pictures Google Search
Sun, Sep 4 2011 9:27 AM