Walking out to the garden center at our local everything store (Freddie's) yesterday, I was shocked to see nothing. Many of the plant tables were folded and pushed away while others remained standing bereft of plants. It was like some sort of ghost town out there. While there were still seasonal plants by another entrance, the garden center had never looked so abandoned. A worker said something about getting ready for the "C" word. Oh please, say that my ears deceived me. This just can't be! Summer needs to linger for at least a few more months. Much as I love autumn and every few years get sentimental and decorate for Christmas, I still want to be a carefree cricket playing in the summer sun instead of an industrious ant working day after day. Going back inside and glancing at the Seattle newspaper, the front page article said something about a demolition a day. As in many hot real estate markets, sweet older bungalows with gardens are purchased, demolished, and replaced with "expensive boxes" built to the property line. Time and the changes that happen are interesting. Seems we're always trying to speed it up or slow it down to no avail.
Today's offering started with these three things from various times of my life:
From the 60's comes a white onyx carved bookend, one of a set that lived in my parents' home. I believe that the set, purchased on my eldest sister's honeymoon, was a gift to my parents. (She'll correct me if that's wrong.) From the 70's comes the ceramic weed pot on the left, created by my pottery guru. Finally, from the 80's comes the glass vase on the right, the gift of a friend. (Yes, the newest object in the group is 30 years old.)
Today, one last hurrah before the beginning, in earnest, of the school year, I strolled in the morning sun kissed garden to search for flowers. Not a lot of vase worthy offerings this week.
Angelica stricta 'Purpurea' and Japanese anemones.
What about those other flowers? More Anemones, columbine seed heads, and Lonicera nitida foliage in an antique bottle.
Everything else (lots of Phygelius) got stuffed in a blue glass tumbler. There you have it, arrangements ready to go inside and brighten the week.