The Festival of Saint Croci

As the Festival of St. Croci continues, I'm making mental notes to plant more of them again this fall. Especially yellow and gold ones, though the white ones are quite stunning, too.

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Which isn't to say all the other colors aren't quite wonderful. But there's something exciting about the yellow ones.

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See what I mean?

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Dancing in the sun.

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One greek legend suggests that crocuses sprang up from the ground, after an arduous meeting between Zeus and Hera, though more than one wag has suggested they grew of astonishment that the famously argumentative pair could be getting along so well.


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Another legends suggests that during a game of discus or the like, the god Hermes accidentally struck his friend Krokos a mortal wound, and the flowers grew where the man's blood fell on the ground.


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And a legendary fellow named Crocus was said to have been turned immortal through transformation to flower form, after falling in love with a goddess. There's a million stories in the growing garden...