Have you ever looked at your garden as a source of creativity for the holiday season? This year I decided to plant some funky looking gourds that turned out to be perfect for decorating this Fall. They’re filled with such character. Come on in and take a peek.
Have you noticed blooms of Spring popping out around you? This time of year, they catch me by surprise. One day there’s just green foliage. The next day, a vibrant splash of color bedazzles the eyes. Taking time out for a walkabout can reveal the brilliance of the season.
The bees are buzzing. Tall stems of sunflowers have taken off and they are beautiful. There’s something about sunflowers that makes me happy. It must be the different tones of bright yellow that makes the eyes dance. They’re so cheery!
They make the bees dance, too.
This has been an unusual August in many ways. In many good ways. In the fifteen years we have lived here in the North we have never had consistent showers like we’ve had lately. The temperatures have been cooler than in Summers past, so being a heat-intolerant gal I’ve welcomed them. You could say I’m flourishing. And so is the garden!
With the mix of warm, sunny afternoons and evening rains, everything is green and growing better than ever. I was concerned that I got a late start with getting seedlings in the ground. It looks like everything is going to make it. Almost everything.
Remember the heirloom hollyhocks I was so proud of that were started from seed? I planted them on the top level of a tiered planter thinking they would spike up before the pumpkin plants started to grow and trail off on the ground. Well, see for yourself what happened. The pumpkins won the race. Gulp. Deep knot in stomach. Sick. Lesson learned.
Although, they might still be hanging in there underneath all of the growth from the gourds and mini-pumpkins. Later I’ll jump in and see if I can salvage them.
While walking around inspecting the fruit trees, I had to stop dead in my tracks. As I was circling the red pear tree admiring the large size of the fruit up above, I glanced at eye level and this is what I saw.
Wasps give me the heebee-jeebees, and this was a very active nest. What’s fascinating though is the way they make their nests. I’m not certain what material they use to form these cone-like structures. They’re light as a feather, yet are tough enough to withstand high winds and inclement weather.
Needless to say it has been extinguished and it’s safe to go back out there. For those of you who are “save the everything” types, well, let’s just suffice it to say that there aren’t any listings in the yellow pages for the safe removal of wasps nests. And certainly, we are not skilled and qualified to do so.
In the meantime, the girls have been enjoying some time out of the coop. Mavis always makes a beeline for the richest soil she can find for a good dirt bath, and basks in all of her glory.
With the vegetation doing well and the grass growing faster than we can mow it, the days have been busy keeping up with all of it and will continue to be until fall sets upon us. Then we’ll be readying for the cold months ahead when we go into hybernation mode.
But for now, I get to enjoy the bursts of color, the fruits of our labors, and all the while will have a smile on my face. The sunflowers are a happy reminder of the glory of Summer.
Have a great week everyone, and Happy Monday!
There are some things that just take my breath away.
This is a peony flower bloom. Untouched, just as the camera saw it. The spectacle of blooms has had me dreamy-eyed over the past few days. The brilliance of color in these dazzlers is truly breathtaking.
The peony is a perennial flower that only blooms once in the Spring. I suppose that’s why I’m taking it all in while I can, because these are the only flowers of this magnitude to be seen for the rest of the year. Sheer and utter rapture.
It was a gift given to me last year. A perfect sunny spot in front of the living room window begged for a profusion of color, yet I hadn’t come up with anything that I really cared for, or had that “Wow” factor. After planting and tearing out different species over the years, I was about to give up.
According to Greek mythology, Peony is named after Paeon, who was a student of Asclepius, the Greek god of medicine and healing. At one point Asclepius became so jealous of Paeon that Zeus had to step in and save Paeon from the wrath of Asclepius. By doing so, Zeus turned Paeon into the peony flower. Lucky for us!
Peonies usually outlive their caretakers. A peony can easily live over 100 years if given the proper location to grow. And once their planted, they don’t want to ever be disrupted.
Flowers have a multitude of healing powers such as aromatherapy and naturopathy. For me, it’s the pure joy and fascination that I am blessed to witness with my own eyes that brings such pleasure. Definitely a mood enhancer, for sure.
Sadly, many times the beauty of blooming flowers goes unnoticed because many are in such a rush, or have mind chatter going 24/7 that precludes them from taking a simple pause to “stop and smell the roses.” I’ve learned the importance of doing just that, stopping. Observing. Savoring the moment. Because life is so fragile, and can be taken away without notice.
Since this is a one-time bloomfest for the year on this particular plant, I decided to cut off the stems to enjoy inside the house. Otherwise, it would be my luck to have a torrential downpour that would take them out in a matter of minutes.
It’s hard to believe that these came out of my garden. I’m still pinching myself!
If you don’t have flowers blooming in your yard, I’ll bet there are some out there just begging to be picked that are being blindly overlooked by a neighbor or friend. And you don’t even need a fancy vase. I save wine carafes and glass jars that make great vases, and that have more character I might add.
So stop and take a look around. It’s Spring! Beauty surrounds us everywhere.