What, no flowers?
You got that right.
Remember to sip a little wine and smell the roses.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Well, there are rescue dogs and rescue cats, so why not rescue flowers? Turning into my driveway yesterday noticed three little clusters of grape hyacynths blooming in the grass strip between the road and the sidewalk. They were technically on neighbor Jane's property but I know she wouldn't have minded if I lifted them. In a couple of days the mow-and-blow guys will start their inexorable tour of death and would have decapitated these sweet little things. So here they are, alive and blooming in a Japanese bonsai tray and will be carefully transplanted to a suitable spot where they will grow and thrive and show their lovely blue hues for springs to come. A good deed always leaves a great feeling in you heart. Doesn't it?
Sunday, March 11, 2012
After a week's relentless bombarment of Hawaiian colors and sounds at the Philadelphia Flower Show, it's been soothing to re-enter the grissaille world of late winter. Point-and-shoot in hand, I've tried to capture the essence of these fleeting days before the busyness of Spring. Who'd have thought that this tropical flower would be pining for subdued skies and denunded branches?
- Moorestown, New Jersey, United States
- Let's talk about our gardens. Let's talk about all the flowers and critters that thrive within the confines of our personal paradises. Let's talk about those we love and love us back, although once in a while they scratch us and make us bleed a little. Just to remind us that we are alive. Those roses and cats and people that thrive in our gardens... How important... How important they are...
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