It’s been a while since I’ve posted, so I decided to just write up a review. And show off my white columbines with fuzzy purple dots that are really geranium sanguineum (cranesbill) in the background. I assume a deer ate the tops of some of my columbines; I don’t think the ground hogs can reach up that high.
I’ve been very busy with work and with a few (thankfully minor) family crises (an infected finger by one child, a tummy virus right before a big talk by another, a fall with only bruises by an older family member). Hope life goes smoothly in the future, (but it never does, does it?).
In memory of the many soldiers that have died serving the U.S. or in any country that allowed the rest of us to have freedom, here’s the famous Flanders fields poem by Canadian John McCrae, written during World War I:
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields
The two orange “blobs” in my photo (behind the rocket-like white columbine) are marigolds.
Who would have thought that chives up close can produce such pretty purple flowers? I look forward to my sage plant blooming as well; it also produces lovely purple blooms.
This was what I photographed of my columbine plant one week ago.
Here’s the same plant one week later, with an open white bloom.
The bleeding heart plant (dicentra spectabilis) on the side of my house is showing its little pink hearts. After a while, the greenery of this perennial plant dies down, and one has to be careful to leave it alone so it will bloom again next year.