Hollyhocks


Hollyhocks
~Edgar Guest

Old-fashioned flowers! I love them all:
The morning-glories on the wall,
The pansies in their patch of shade,
The violets, stolen from a glade,
The bleeding hearts and columbine,
Have long been garden friends of mine;
But memory every summer flocks
About a clump of hollyhocks.

The mother loved them years ago;
Beside the fence they used to grow,
And though the garden changed each year
And certain blooms would disappear
To give their places in the ground
To something new that mother found,
Some pretty bloom or rosebush rare–
The hollyhocks were always there.

It seems but yesterday to me
She led me down the yard to see
The first tall spires, with bloom aflame,
And taught me to pronounce their name.
And year by year I watched them grow,
The first flowers I had come to know.
And with the mother dear I’d yearn
To see the hollyhocks return.


The garden of my boyhood days
With hollyhocks was kept ablaze;
In all my recollections they
In friendly columns nod and sway;
And when to-day their blooms I see,
Always the mother smiles at me;
The mind’s bright chambers, life unlocks
Each summer with the hollyhocks.



Love and end of summer blessings,
Kathryn xoxo

Book News: Ode Magazine will be publishing an excerpt from Plant Whatever Brings You Joy: Blessed Wisdom from the Garden in an upcoming issue in both their English and Dutch issues. Western North Carolina Woman will be publishing three excerpts from the book in upcoming issues.

Where the Bees Go


Honeybee in borage

As the sun falls further to the south as it crosses the sky in anticipation of the end of summer I suppose I have suddenly become nostalgic, particularly about the bees which live in abundance in my garden from spring through fall. Soon I will miss them so and will be thinking of their return next year. In this quiet reverie I found myself thinking of the path they have fruitfully traced about my garden and determined to make myself a list, and then trace photographically, of the treasures that beckoned and welcomed them in their need to collect pollen for their hives, spinning it into the honey that I treasure more than you can imagine, I’m sure. In assembling this kind of bee map I discovered I can be quite proud of myself, more than I realized, for while I have not systematically “created a bee garden” with the requisite research, I have inadvertently done quite well. Take a gander!

First order of business for bees in early spring is the borage, as pictured above. It grows in abundance. It freely reseeds and I let it. So wherever it wants to grow, it does and the bees are most appreciative.

bee in lavender
Next in line, I believe are the lavenders that grow in the back garden.


lavender

About this time the Dr. Huey roses are blossoming. This is not a favorite of the bees. I don’t find bees nearly as much in love with roses as am I. But they will do.


Dr. Huey roses

Following the emerging of Dr. Huey is the true myrtle, one of my very favorites here, and the bees would certainly agree!


true myrtle

About this time the hollyhocks now are ripening and budding and opening.

pink hollyhock with bumblebee

Concurrent with the hollyhocks is the trumpet vine which was given a free hand long before I arrived here so it is amazing abundance, wending its way through trees, into the rose arbor. I was delighted to catch this bit of action! Look very closely!

Now, wait for it!

Out she pops. 🙂

Midsummer brings the opening of the very old and abundant display of lavender in the front garden. It’s a treat, I assure you! This large old stand is a mass of bees from early in the morning until dusk for over a month. I have to make a point of watering very early so as not to interrupt their diligent work! 🙂 I adore this time when they are there. I like to bend down and put my ears close to them and listen to their lovely buzzy sister song. Heaven! And they never ever mind.

As the lavender is at last spent and moving towards its dormancy the mint and unlikely oregano are now in full blossom. The bees are particularly fond of the oregano! Who knew?


bees at work in the oregano


spearmint

This little bee is exploring a lovely purple morning glory, wet from an early morning watering…

And this morning I discovered that the newly emerged naked ladies are a new favorite with my cherished little creatures!


naked ladies

What remains in bloom will sustain the bees throughout the end of this season. And then their friendly visits will recede, as they set about the work of tending the hive and the queen, preparing for next season.

I hope you have enjoyed the Bee Map of my garden! And I now find myself very curious what path the bees in your garden follow throughout the season! What treasures would the bees find from week to week and month to month in your cherished garden?

Love and honeybee blessings,
Kathryn xoxo

Book Notes: Happy to announce that Ode Magazine will be publishing an excerpt from Plant Whatever Brings You Joy in an upcoming issue in both America and Holland (in Dutch!). Also Western North Carolina Woman will be publishing a series of excerpts from the book, largely from my time in Asheville, NC.

If you find this blog of interest I hope you will consider purchasing a copy of Plant Whatever Brings You Joy: Blessed Wisdom from the Garden. Actual books are available at Estrella Catarina. The Kindle version is available in the US, the UK and in Germany in the Kindle store.

Book Notes: The Teeth of the Lion

Not so very long ago I noticed a large-leaved plant growing just in front of the ample bank of lavender that graces the front garden every summer, always very full of bees. What is that? I asked myself. A romaine? For several days after I continued to ponder this question as I sprayed the lavender early in the mornings prior to Bee Time. I’d already made the decision not to pull it up, and relished imagining how it had come to plant itself in the lawn. Did a bird bring it? Birds didn’t generally frequent the lavender, but it was possible. Or a squirrel? I loved considering the possibilities. In any case I wanted to hearken to my own advice, per one of the lessons in Plant Whatever Brings You Joy: “Never pull and discard what you cannot identify.” So there it stood. And grew. And grew. Huh.

Synchronistically the following Tweet caught my eye:

Americans today spend forty billion dollars annually on lawn care, and a hefty part of that budget goes to the attempt to eradicate dandelions.

Wow. Was that possible? Already bearing mixed feelings on the whole Lawn Thing, I followed a link to a piece published in Seattle that sourced the quote being from a book titled The Teeth of the Lion: The Story of the Beloved and Despised Dandelion. Intrigued I ordered a copy.

Meanwhile, while waiting for the book to arrive I began reevaluating the identity of my mystery “lettuce.” Was it possible this was a dandelion?? It certainly bore resemblance to the leaves sported on the cover of the book I was awaiting! Yet, I expected dandelion to look like this:

Now fully engaged in this discovery process, I began watering the little dandelion to see if it might eventually emerge like the “big one.” I didn’t have to wait. One morning I came out and the Big Dandelion flaunted the answer.


Taraxacum officinale
Ha!

Still, I remain puzzled by the discrepancy and am now committed to growing dandelions in my garden especially after reading Anita Sanchez’s splendid book on a very thorough engaging and fascinating look at the history of the dandelion over many many centuries and terrains. What an excellent and invaluable treatise! For who knew that the early pioneers brought dandelions with them as a matter of course for their first gardens and that they were a highly valued medicinal resource, as well as valued as a salad green? Not I. Then Anita enchantingly traces the path of the hearty and determined and opportunistic dandelion seed as it makes its way ever westward in the treads left by the wagons of the pioneers, apparently perfectly designed as a plant to embed itself, lying flat and protected in the mud, emerging under the last snow as one of the first greens. Fascinating!

Dandelion’s first use was recorded in China in the seventh century. In the eleventh century the Arabs promoted its use, and by the sixteenth century it was well established throughout Europe.

Fastforward to modern times that reveal the nutritional value of the common, abundant and unappreciated dandelion:

Dandelions are a vitamin powerhouse: 100 grams of raw dandelion greens have 14,000 international units of Vitamin A, plus 35 milligrams of ascorbic acid, or Vitamin C. That’s more Vitamin C than tomatoes, and seven times the Vitamin A of oranges, pound for pound. In addition, dandelions have significant amounts of protein, iron, thiamine, riboflavin, calcium, and potassium, as well as vitamins D, K, and B-complex.

And we are spending our hard earned money on killing them. So sad.

I want to interject a little side story here. I recently had a chat with an old friend of mine, a rather elderly black man who was raised in Virginia. I told him about my dandelion lesson and he shared with me that when he was a little boy they “never paid for greens.” They went out into the woods and collected all they needed, for free. For seventy plus years ago you could do that in Virginia. What a blessing, gone astray.

The Teeth of the Lion will take you on a journey far beyond what you might expect from a small book about dandelions. By using the simple dandelion as a microcosmic lens Anita Sanchez opens the door to the macrocosmic world of plants in general. As Senior Environmental Educator at the New York Dept. of Environmental Conservation’s Five Rivers Environmental Education Center in New York, she is perfectly poised to take us on this exquisite and unexpected tour of the plant world. It is highly advised.

Enjoy.

Love and garden blessings,
Kathryn xoxox

Footnote! Learned this week: Health food stores and seed companies are selling seeds for “Italiko Rosso dandelion” or “Italiko Rosso chicory”. They are selling the product as a “dandelion.” Again, dandelion is Taraxacum officianale. Italiko Rosso is a chicory and it’s formal name is Cichorium intybus. Duly noted!

Book News: I am so thrilled to report that the Unity Church in Seattle and Boulder Books in Boulder, CO will be making copies of Plant Whatever Brings You Joy available to their customers! Many thanks to their buyers!

If you find this blog of interest I hope you will consider purchasing a copy of Plant Whatever Brings You Joy: Blessed Wisdom from the Garden. Actual books are available at Estrella Catarina. The Kindle version is available in the US, the UK and in Germany in the Kindle store.

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