Archive | June, 2009

Kindness of Strangers – Part II

Click here to read Part I. After a successful hunt for the white cemetery iris and dinner with friends, I went to bed tired knowing the next day I would have to drag my exhausted body home. The fruits (flowers?) of our labor: regal white cemetery iris (Iris X Albicans). A good, old friend sent [...]

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The Kindness of Strangers – Part I

Someone told me that of all the characters in the literary cannon, I probably would be most surprised to find I have something in common with Blanche DuBois from Tennessee Williams’ A Streetcar Named Desire. I have to admit, I was indignant; when it comes to classics, I have always identified more with Gary Cooper [...]

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Gardenias, Guineas, and Growth

It’s amazing what a little aromatherapy can do. Despite last weekend’s drudgery of pulling out ragweed, Black-eyed Susans, and bull nettle from the field, I’ve been rejuvenated by the intoxicating smell of gardenias blooming all over the South right now. I spotted a beauty in Louisiana and clipped it for a shallow water dish in [...]

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A Little “Garden Variety”

In my bulb-related travels I encounter a variety of characters and situations that surprise and amuse me. But more and more I’m realizing that even in the most mundane activities – whether you’re casting a fishing line, cracking an egg, or planting a crinum – a surprise could be waiting. It’s no secret I enjoy [...]

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A Crinum Odyssey – Part 2

Click here to read Part 1The Pickens are sixth-generation German Texans, and gardening truly runs in Mary Anne’s blood. Not only is she the former president of the Southern Garden History Society; her grandfather ran a nursery in the region. As a result, Mary Anne maintains a beautiful collection of naturalized, heirloom oxblood lilies, several [...]

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A Crinum Odyssey – Part 1

The root was black, while the flower was as white as milk; the gods call it Moly, and mortal men cannot uproot it, but the gods can do whatever they like. This quote from Homer’s Odyssey often comes to this mortal man’s mind; the bard’s reference to such a stubborn plant surely must have described [...]

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