Edelweiss

eEdelweiss.

I usually say daisies are the friendliest flowers, but for today, I’m going to say edelweiss is the friendliest flower.

Because it starts with E, and I wasn’t going to pick a weirdly exotic word although now that I think of it, I might have had some fun sending you, dear reader, off on a wild goose chase.

Or maybe not. Instead, I’ll regale you with a mushy little love story. Mine.

When John and I were married, he was serving in the US Army in what was then West Germany. We lived in a beautiful little town, Bamberg, and all of Western Europe was our playground.

Austria was just a short drive away, and we went often. The Alps, you know, ARE RIGHT THERE!

And edelweiss grows in the Alps.

So my honey picked a lot of edelweiss for me to put in my hair. It was very long in those days, curly and black. I looked like Yvonne de Carlo.

And he looked like Christopher Plummer.

Do you know where this is going?

Yes.

He often sang Edelweiss to me.

 

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9 Replies to “Edelweiss”

      1. It was also his fathers favorite song – he would sing it to us always – sweet to know that he sang it to you in Germany – very romantic 🙂

  1. Guess I should thank you for replacing Please Don’t Stop the Music with Edelweiss as the song de jour stuck in my head. 🙂 Sound of Music is a Das Schmidt Haus fav. What a cute story.

  2. I can’t help but think of John when I hear the word or the song-I remember him singing it to the kids when they were babies. So sweet! <3

  3. What woman wouldn’t swoon at an Edelweiss serenade?

    P.S. This randomly reminded me of my favorite Bonanza character, Adam, who wore black and played guitar. Unfortunately, he had a sorta butt chin thing going on.

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