Mothering Sunday

I searched the garden to try and find some violets for Mothering Sunday. As children we were always sent home from Sunday School with a bunch of violets or primroses to give to our mothers. I feel sorry for the young these days who are pestered for weeks in advance to take their mothers out for a slap up meal or buy them expensive bouquets of flowers. It has become too commercialised. I was very happy with my camellia and chocolates, and a chatty phone call from my son this morning.
The photo is of my mother who sadly died young. I wish I had known her for longer.