I just love the fact that this Amaryllis begun to flower on Easter day and since then two more have opened up. There is also a new shoot coming out from the base of the bulb.
This probably isn’t the most fascinating story but having taken this over from my mum it tried to flower last year. However, the flower head dropped off before even opening. The other plant had never flowered before either. Mum had it for a few years but so far this year it hasn’t stopped producing flowers for three months!
In the background spring is definitely in action in the flower beds. It’s almost time to give the lawn a trim with the cutter set on high I feel.
Mum has an enormous amount of gardening knowledge – I’ve heaps to learn yet (daughter in training).
Last week I had to nip to the bank after work to deposit a business cheque. A simple task but I could never have envisaged my ten minute journey.
Standing in the middle of a grass roundabout was a colleague/friend on her mobile. As my mind absorbed that it was actually her, I took in the surroundings. There was her car squashed up beside an enormous white lorry! Her car had mounted the roundabout slightly and it was close to the entrance of a motorway.
I drove on to a car park. Stopped and looked through my contacts to ring her. Unable to locate it, I thought to myself I can’t just ignore her. I drove back, parked up behind the vehicles and all the debris and flicked my hazard lights on. Grabbed my florescent jacket and checked my colleague/friend was ok. No physical injuries but very shaken, I just gave her a huge hug and held her for a few moments.
Although she had things under control I supported her through her call to the breakdown company and asked if she had anyone coming to help. Her dad was on his way… I dialled the police again though stopped the call as I heard them on their way. We needed help because the traffic was building up as rush hour was approaching fast.
I checked on the lorry driver who was ok and a witness came forward. Her father arrived shortly followed by the police. It was time for my departure.
Today she came back to work and presented me with these flowers and a card. It wasn’t needed though I love flowers and they’ve brightened up the corner of my kitchen. Would you stop at the scene of an accident? Put your own safety first but sometimes a hug is all that is required to help a person through a situation.
There is something about a Hyacinth that I just love. It could simply be their burst of colour or the sweet smells that’s released especially during the dullest months of the year. It also reminds me of the days as a young adult where I worked at a horticulture nursery and planted hundreds of these bulbs and packed moss around them. It was a Christmas frenzy but gloves had to be worn by all as they irritated the skin.
Legend has it that a young Greek boy named Hyakinthos was being taught how to throw a discus. He had two Greek God admirers Apollo (the sun God) and Zephyr (God of the west wind). Zephyr got jealous of Apollo teaching Hyakinthos and blew the discus back towards Hyakinthos in a rage. It killed him. A flower subsequently grew from Hyakinthos’s blood and Apollo named it Hyacinth.
The plant (I believe) is supposed to represent sport or play in the horticulture world.
However, these hyacinths reside in my kitchen giving it a burst of fragrance and bright colour. Over the course of a couple of days the bulbs burst into full flower really quickly!
With a final display of…
This weeks flowers are for myself.
I like to start by sorting them into groups of the same flower. This way I can see what I’ve got to work with. I decide which flowers I’d like to have at the front of the vase and work my way to the back.
I trim the stems and cut away any leaves that would be at water height. Otherwise these go slimy and smelly.
I put the lillies at the back of the vase as the flowers are quite large when they open up. So I hardly cut anything off their stems. You need to cut some off so that they’re able to take in the water.
I find flower arranging very therapeutic, I’m not sure why.
Then this was the finished product.
Often first thing on a Saturday you’ll find me in the kitchen cutting stalks off stems for the vases.
I started years ago when I lived in a small village. I always marvelled at the arrangements in the local church and one day I was put on the rota to help. I was so nervous, I hadn’t a clue what to do but there was one lady Jackie in charge who assured me I’d soon pick it up. “I’ll teach you the basics” she says. She made it look so easy!
I watched her choose a few flowers. “Choose the colours you like the look of and cut off the stems like this…” I was told to put them in the front and then build the greenery up behind them. These displays were huge!
How mine ever looked any good I don’t know but I continued to be put on the rota so I suppose I can’t have been that bad.
Now living here I do them for the Holiday Cottage we own. Each time we have new guests arriving I display a new welcoming arrangement of flowers. It was great fun getting back into it again and I hope that it brightens the room up for our guests.
However last night as I chose the flowers I encountered a smell that I couldn’t bare. It turned my nostrils inside out, so much so I had to abandon them outside! It makes me laugh thinking back because when I’d chosen them in the shop I’d noticed this smell but thought it was must have been a person that smelt. It wasn’t until I went outside that I realised I’d bought the smell! 😉
Our guests at the moment are staying for several weeks so these are actually for my kitchen this week.