Last night I was knitting the sleeves of Laura’s sweater, watching television and Steve came upstairs carrying the Schlumbergera-the species name of Christmas Cactus. He bought it a couple of weeks ago at Whole Foods. Christmas Cactus. It had bloomed. It had buds when he bought it. Flowering plants in winter appealed to him.
My mother kept a giant Sclumbergera, cascading out of a huge planter. She had a green thumb but that gene skipped me
(What a name for this pretty plant-Is a single one a Schlumberger?)
When he brought it to show me the pink blossoms, I was flooded with memories of my mother and how thrilled she was when hers bloomed. I “get it” now. I’m sure I barely paid attention to her enthusiasm then. Pang.
My artist friend Joan paints Pennsylvania Wildflowers on her beehives. I learned there are different parts to a beehive. (see article link below)
Her bees were busy and didn’t want to be disturbed but Joan assured me she keeps an EpiPen in case I was allergic.
Trying to photograph the hive without agitating the bees as the hive is tucked in between lush rhododendron.
One thing for sure, the bees will know which hive belongs to them and where to return
First she sketches onto the white super
Blocking them out over the pencil sketches.
As you can see, Joan has painted lots of flowers onto things in her home, too.
View from an artist’s studio
Joan’s garden provides for the bees.
If you’re interested in learning the basics of beekeeping and the parts of the hive, here’s an article A beginner beekeeper’s guide to the parts of a beehive. by Anita Deeley at BeverlyBees.com
We happened to hit it just right- Bluebonnet Season in Texas. It would be a bummer to come before or just after they’d bloomed along the highways throughout the state.
We went to Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center. A public botanical garden in Austin, Texas. Although they sell bags of wildflower seed, you are not encouraged to purchase it if you don’t live in the zone where the wildflowers will thrive.
Texas Wildflowers Index for identification and categorized by color is listed here–
I’ll ask Ilix at Midwestern Plant Girl blog to help me identify the flowers properly because I went to the index and am thoroughly confused now as to what is what except for the lupinus– Bluebonnets
Rattlesnakes? Yikes. We did not see or hear any, thank goodness.
Professional and family photographers capturing subjects posing in the bluebonnets.
Making Eco Pots out of newspaper to plant seedlings.
Mother of the Bride, my friend Joanne, in the butterfly chair.Pink Evening Primrose
Remember the bride Anna in the Bluebonnets with Champ?
from our brother David’s garden- Okanogan WA-
Sent this morning from my sister Mary. I’m wishing I were there with them.
Dabbling in nature photography today
The downpour of rain came later.
Muggy and hot, hot, hot.
This bee was enjoying the flower. Shot with a 24/70 lens/wish I’d a macro for an even better close-up.
They amaze me, the velvet flowers. Roses.
I’ve never grown them but I hear it can be difficult to do so.
My mother had red climbing ones all over the backyard fence in New Jersey. My sister has taken me to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden to see the wonderful specimens with memorable names. “With over 5,000 bushes of more than 1,200 kinds of roses, the Cranford Rose Garden features one of the largest collections of rose cultivars in North America.”
In 1977, my father took Mark as a toddler in the stroller to the cemetery at Old St. Mary’s Church on South 4th St. In addition to the historic gravestones there were old fashioned roses everywhere.
I like roses at every stage – bud to all-the-way-falling-off petals.
Last week it was lush blue and white hydrangeas which I shared with my daughter at the hospital, the blue for birth of a boy seemed perfect. They were a great background for the food pusher post the other day. This past Saturday, it was white hydrangeas combined with pale pink roses.
At each wedding I was given lovely flowers to take home. I brought this bouquet from the reception back to Ohio.
As I carried it in from the car, I noticed the roses had opened.
You can savor the celebrations as you admire the blooms.
Plus, the scent of them reminds me of my grandmother who worked in the florist shop in Lincoln Illinois when I was a kid.
Photographed with iPhone6 just now.
My friend Ginny planted this tree in my backyard as a memorial to my parents. When Spring comes, despite the low temps tonight, the buds cluster and bloom all along the branches.
It is a most beautiful tree.
Soon the heart shaped leaves will appear.