by Alison Elizabeth nee McLachlan-Crowe Hallak
In Memory of
Ian Harold McLachlan-Crowe
Born 29 June 1942 @ Hurstville NSW
Died 5 January 2004 @ Lake Cargellico NSW
"Where's the key, Mum? Is it in
the violets?" questioned tiny trusting face.
Little boy noticed that ... within violet patch … was safest hiding place.
Even at years of five, he chose gently to ... "say it with flowers".
Through many years thus he would say, be it warming sun or cooling
Whatever occasion, he thought "saying it with flowers" was the very best
Be it wedding day, "get well" wishes soon, or sweethearts' first
When his parents were buying fine
family home, this readily meant
Great cost at first Christmas there, gift giving was scant, one ...
His sister & he woke on Xmas morn ... to find pink primula in bright
He learnt right then that to have one large expense, meant sacrificing
quite a lot.
The father, gardener of repute, To "say it with flowers" was also his way.
Lesson of "Primula in the Pot" understood, as young boy went outdoors to
Down by the orchid house where his
father's prize orchids multiplying enhanced.
Gallant youth sang Elvis Presley's amorous lyrics. Sweetheart gracefully
Close by ... mulberry tree with juicy fruit to eat ... when season was
Gave delicious berries for these two to taste ... but not always
Native lillypilly tree ... another tree with purple berry ... was growing
It bade ... "Come eat." ... Some lookers ate ... this dainty delight of
With wife & first son, lived &
worked in "The Land of the Long White Cloud".
Unavoidably missing sister's wedding celebration, far from maddening
To show loving thoughts of her grand occasion, he sent on that sunshiny
Inter Flora 'cross Tasman, snowy white blooms on thoughtful word-laden
Once again adhering to fond belief in worthwhile goodness of true
Whispers within flora heard, "May happiness ever-after, be yours in the
Forward thinking this young man,
with now two sons, buying family home,
Chose site where waratahs grew majestically high in mountain native bush
Gum trees & other Aussie flora crowded the valleys, dense, wild, lovely &
Bushland echoed agreement "to say it with flowers" reveals mankind does
Nearer family home, he planted exotic garden like his father had done
Azaleas guarded fenceline & gate. Ivy crept upstairs & peeped in his front
One day in wise maturity gave
advice to young lad, at hour now in time faraway.
Asked best way to win teenage lass, upon whom lad's affection unable to
Delighted he was that young lad had come to him, on perplexing questioning
Responded, "Why young fellow, you 'say it with flowers'. That's the best
This heart-given advice was followed precisely by handsome eager young
Because flowers were his bright ambassador, he was welcomed again & again.
To bid farewell to his much loved
Dad, came sad time to ponder & sigh.
As he walked in his Dad's garden, where ghost gum trees stretch high to
Plucked from his father's favourite tree, twig of long-bladed eucalyptus
The like once had played stirring martial tunes upon his father's musical
"Ghost gum" leaf spray was placed with wreath on his father's coffin with
Bush aroma would journey with father's soul to The Heavenly Land up Above.
Increasing maturity, time when
older age finds weaknesses of each human frame,
Saw sister's turn with adversity. She went to hospital. Later the
Before departure for hospital at her door ... from friendly florist nearby
Arrived beautiful array of bush flowers, in wet tray, to keep moist from
Brother's thoughts were conveyed by supporting strong stem for each bloom.
Essence was of best "get well" wishes, also be back soon to vanquish the
Later in life again, he implored
flowers honestly, appropriate message to speak.
This time bouquet was for loved wife, suffering from cancer, sickly &
Beautiful flora once more snowy-white, symbolic of great admiration & true
Other flower-speaking words, be brave & welcome peace in form of pure
Blooms with devoted bonding thoughts, memory-laden of radiant days ago
When wedded bliss enraptured, shone around both & radiantly they were
So now we are reverently here. To
this good man we'll "say it with flowers".
It's start of year in our dry parched land. Desperate need is for showers.
To this man, lover of beauty, who heard magical words all flowers are
Is given own floral tribute with boundless love over-weighing.
gumleaves, bushbracken, purple
iris, white chrysanthemums, red bud-roses atop,
Native foliage with exotic blooms, his goodbye wreath makes magnificent
Floral tribute to him now with his own past flower gifts interweaving.
Listen, heed message to all, God's Creation believing, will lighten all
written by -
Alison Elizabeth (McLachlan - Crowe) Hallak
17 January 2004
@ Tahmoor NSW Australia