Kinder Temps and Fragrant Invasives 4/26/24
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Happy Friday!
The lovely purple Lunaria that carpeted our world has all gone to seed but for a few stubborn petals holding out til the last minute. The snowball viburnum dropped all their bruised and faded flowers in the last rain. The buckeyes’ new leaves look like a droopy, wet hat. The bamboo is ferociously aggressive and the new shoots are already 15 feet tall. The Smokebush is beginning to flower while the nearby Pecans’ pollen is making us choke a bit and get red in the eyes. The poppies are just about done for the year and the deer flies seem to love when I harvest the peonies. The love is not reciprocal. The honeysuckle is absolutely lovely and the fragrance keeps blowing my mind. It’s growing in places I’m not even aware that it grew before, but each unsuspecting inhalation washes me over with an unexpected happiness. It seems to be taking over bushes and while I am sad for those bushes, I revel in the scent and accompanied waves of childhood memories. Transported to times of exuberant joy at the freedom of summer and the delight at learning that you could bite off the end of a flower and suck out the nectar. Alice in Wonderland vibes. I think I share that set of memories with a lot of folks who grew up in a time of limited stimuli and something so simple as drinking nectar from a flower would have been the coolest technological advancement you were exposed to in the course of a year.
The wisteria is 30 feet up in the trees and all through the landscape. I know it’s an invasive, but the fragrance is lovely. The last remaining columbine and Irises are still marveling with their unique beauty and the roses continue making me happy. I love to bury my nose in a garden rose and breathe. Truly lifts my mood every time.
We’ve had “cold” nights (it got down to the 40’s lol) this week, which has been very welcome. We’ll be back in the upper 80’s with nights in the 60’s next week, but have a few more days of kinder temps and look forward to sharing them with visiting friends from out of town.
Our Spring subscriptions have just ended and we’re grateful to all who joined us for a flight of seasonal flowers and we hope that you enjoyed them. If any of you are the gentle kind of person who received delayed, damaged, or stressed flowers but didn’t want to say anything out of kindness, please know we’d always appreciate the opportunity to make amends in the event that flowers were damaged between here and there. We of course appreciate when those reports are also made with kindness:), but either way, it’s important to us to know that people get healthy flowers when they order from us.
We will be offering flowers for Mother’s Day, but we’re waiting to see what all will be blooming, so we know exactly what we are offering. That description and ability to purchase is coming soon.
Our pre-purchasing for this Fall’s dahlia subscriptions is coming soon too, so that’s also an option for Mother’s Day. I will say that this subscription sells out a lot faster than the spring ones, so if you love dahlias, don’t sit too long on this one because it’s really popular.
There are events happening in Comer this weekend. There’s a brunch on Saturday at our local distillery, Soldier of the Sea. Tix in advance are required and you can order here!
There’s also an art thing with food and a DJ from 12-4 this Sunday at Comer Coffee.
Of course, don’t miss Mr. Jimmy and Peggy Sue down at Neat Pieces Antiques in Carlton. It’s only 5 minutes away and a must visit. We’ll likely be at all of them this weekend.
Oh yeah, and this week’s little nugget of interest…I just stumbled upon a Brazilian band from the 70’s Called Azymuth. 70’s Jazz funk trio that has been setting a great mood for my peony harvests. If that’s an appealing genre to you, check out Faça de Conta, Vôo sobre o Horizonte, and Morning.
Hope you have a great one wherever you are!!
-Steve
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