Posts Tagged ‘heirloom’

Me and My Shadow

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Here’s an Indian pink flower (spigelia marilandica) with a shadow of itself.

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The position of the sun determines the angle and the size of the flower’s shadow.

The combination of the flower stalks and the dark shadows mirroring it makes an interesting composition.

Billbergia in Bloom

This billbergia plant is a family heirloom. I have no idea of its age.

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It’s a bromeliaceae from the pineapple family.

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This plant has bloomed for at least three weeks, and shows no signs of letting up anytime soon.

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Obviously, it adds color to dull winter days.

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It was passed down to me from my grandmother.

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I have no idea how old the plant is.

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It does look happy beside the picture window.

Changes

I sit on the couch, staring out the picture window across the room from me.

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Thinking. I am sad and adjusting.

I found out recently that I’m in the early stages of Alzheimers. It became more apparent this morning when I was reading through blogs. I always have several done that I can pick from to post. Others I write and post when completed.

Anyway, it became apparent that my Alzheimer’s occasionally affects my writing. There I sat, reading and rereading, trying to make a change in one, but couldn’t come up with a way to change it that suited me.

I will definitely continue to write blogs. Anxiety is one of the first symptoms of Alzheimer’s.  My meds keep my stomach upset most of the morning. The anxiety keeps me from driving at this time.

So, basically, I will blog what I find in our 2-acre yard like I have been doing. I am knitting a lot, making diamond-shaped washcloths for Christmas presents.

Anyway, I will continue to write blogs. I enjoy them too much not to.

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The rose above is a family heirloom that grows in my butterfly garden. My great grandfather gave it to my grandmother when my mother was born in 1929.

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p.s. I heard about two positive results this afternoon about coconut oil and its affects on Alzhiemers.
You might research it. I haven’t had time yet.

Heirlooms Blooming

 

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Eucharis lily (Eucharis grandiflora)

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 is a family heirloom from as far back as my grandmother.

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Grandfather’s rose has bloomed twice this summer and these are the last of the second bloom.

Grandfather’s rose was given to my grandmother when my mother was born in 1929. 

Grandfather’s Rose Sequel

My flowers that didn’t grow during the extreme heat and drought, the ones I watered, talked kindly too. The ones that survived the first earlier-than-normal cold snap and the return to normal temperatures. Well, they are frost bitten and now shrivaling. These include lantanas, salvias, a pineapple sage, and snap dragons.

During this Grandfather’s rose started dropping leaves. I watered it. It dropped more leaves. I worried and fretted all summer over this because Grandfather’s rose is a family heirloom. My great grandfather gave it my grandmother when my mother was born in 1929.

This is what the rose looks like now. It started growing leaves not to long ago and had a few flowers.

Obviously, the chill didn’t affect the flowers.

I also have a second-generation of grandfather’s rose. It grows on the north side of my garden area.

A garden spider, which I think is out late for them, has a web in it. Strong north winds from hurricaine Sandy practically destroyed the spider’s web. There’s so much of it missing that I couldn’t tell it was an orb-weaver’s web.

Very little web shows in this picture.

Those winds must have been a wild ride for the spider. I wondered if it stayed in the web, on a branch or on the ground during it all.

Obviously, the spider repaired the web somewhat overnight. The white mass is prey she has confined in silk.

Grandfather’s Rose

This rose is my favorite of all the flowers in my gardens. It’s also the one that causes me the most concern.

The rose is a family heirloom, and it’s been called “Grandfather’s rose” for I don’t know how long.  It was given to my grandmother by my great-grandfather when my mother was born in 1929. At some point, the plant was moved from Missouri to Illinois.

I started gardening about 15 years ago. Mom gave me the rose the next summer. It was getting too much shade in her garden, and so I inherited it. One thing my yard has is plenty of sunshine, which works good for me because my main focus in gardening is to attract butterflies.

We have no idea what kind of rose it is. The flowers are 1 1/2 inches wide when fully opened, and they have no scent. The plant is about 4 feet tall. I propagated the rose one winter and now have a second-generation one that’s about the same size as the parent plant.

I’m honored to have the rose and do have to admit I’m more comfortable with it now than I was in the beginning.

The flower’s center in full bloom

Flower’s center past bloom

Kenilworth Ivy, a Family Heirloom

The Kenilworth flowers are 1/2 inch wide, and the leaves in all sizes up to one inch.

I started gardening 15 years ago. A year or 2 later my mother collected seeds for me off her Kenilworth ivy plants. She got her ivy seeds from her mother, who lived in Rolla, Missouri. My grandmother got hers from her mother who lived in Rensselaerville, New York. My grandmother was born in 1894. My great grandmother was married in 1886. I have no idea how long the Kenilworth ivy’s been in the family, only that it goes back to my great grandmother.

This 2-foot by 2-foot patch of Kenilworth ivy grows by our side door

Only 4 plants grew here summer before last, and I only saw 3 blooms the whole season. Then last summer the area was packed with flowering plants. I still have no explanation for why the dramatic difference from one summer to the next. Leaves dropped from the trees last fall, and many found their way in and around the ivy. The plants actually stayed green all winter. They did look frozen recently. The picture shows that they’re fine now and growing “like weeds.”  It looks like they might need a small trellis.

Kenilworth ivy (Cymbalaria muralis) originated on the walls of Kenilworth Castle in Warwickshire, England. The plants have an unusual way to propagate: the flower stalk is initially positively phototropic and moves toward from the light.  Phototropism is when the direction of growth is determined by the direction of the light source. It becomes negatively phototropic after fertilization and turns away from the light. This results in the seed being pushed into a dark crevice of a rock wall, where it’s more likely to germinate and where it prefers to grow.

Kenilworth ivy also likes well-drained soil, plenty of shade and cool weather. We don’t have cool summers in southern Illinois. Mine grows on the north side of the house where it receives very little direct sunlight in the summer. They’re a good plant for  stone paths,  rock walls and hanging baskets.