I’ve had the opportunity over the past week to watch several bouquets of white flowers wilt. In case you haven’t noticed from my blog, I have a thing for taking close-ups of flowers and plants. Naturally, I couldn’t pass up taking pics of the flowers as they decayed in the vase. While most might find wilted flowers sad or disappointing, I think they are beautiful and enjoy watching the transition. Roses, especially, take on this…
Back in June, I posted about a plant I found in our rain garden that I was unfamiliar with. It had these beautiful, tiny purple flowers along the stem. Readers of my blog helped me identify it as motherwort. Wanna know what happened to those tiny flowers? They turned into spiky, spiny, poker-thingys. Youch! Now I’m afraid to touch the plant. I did not see that transformation coming.
Continuing my floral-themed somewhat frivolous blog posts (frivolous only because they don’t take long to write, but not in terms of the beauty of these plants), here are a couple of photos from the hostas we have in the yard. We were fortunate to adopt what turned into an entire bed of hostas (and then some) from a gardener who was thinning her plants a few years ago. The hostas are looking healthy and gorgeous…