I came across this newspaper clipping recently and found that reading it called up such vivid memories of my Granny, Edith Borrowman, that I wanted to share it. Her Winnipeg home was one in a series of feature stories in The Tribune, but this one says as much about Granny as it does about her house at 1192 Wolseley Avenue. The article appeared in the April 22, 1939 issue; it’s long, so I’ve divided it in two.
“The house with the garden room” — that’s what friends call Mrs. L.F. Borrowman’s home because she’s so fond of flowers she has let the garden come indoors. The flower-room is a grey roughcast sunroom stretching the width of the house on the riverside. It was alive with hyacinth perfume and crowded with paperwhites, tulips, pussy willows, lilies — hurried into bloom for a church Easter display, when the house-finder went to visit.
“A flame afghan and draperies with plenty of yellow in them made accents for the grey walls and companions for the flowers. “I sit here and drink it in,” said Mrs. Borrowman, laying aside her needlepoint. The pride of the place was the pot of Fantasy tulips, great feathery blooms, with hearts of flame and pale pink flounces. “I once read that if you only had a dollar, you should buy a Fantasy,” Mrs. Borrowman smiled.
“Mrs. Borrowman sees beauty in everything. “There’s a prune-colored light on the river snow in winter,” she says. She tries to encourage people to “get what beauty there is in this country.” Since “five months is the limit for outdoors growing, grow indoors!” They had chrysanthemum in the garden room at Christmas. They have now tulips and lilies and eight white bowls of paper whites and pots of fragrant pale pink hyacinths with cones of blossoms as big around as grapefruit. Even pussy willows Mrs. Borrowman starts indoors, bringing the twigs in while the snow is deep and no buds would dare show their noses outdoors.
The blue dining-room had a bay window that looked at the river. Mrs. Borrowman’s grey and rose room above it had the same window arrangement. “We built our house to embrace the south and west views and that lovely bend of the river. I used to be able to see a mile, right down to Kelvin school… We were the first to put our kitchen at the side instead of the back: we couldn’t waste our riverside on kitchen!”