Monday, March 10, 2014

An Open Letter

 Dear plant breeders,
A very small grower would like to put in a modest request for more poppy colors (papaver nudicaule please) in the above range, and, if possible, with single color ordering.  They set my heart a flutter when such colors pop up as oddities in my stand and I'm forced to take pictures of them over and over again in a futile attempt to capture their overwhelming beauty.  Not to mention what the brides would do for these.  If we could get the stem height and strength of the 'temptress' series in these pastels, with 90% germination, that would be over-the-top.  I will speak for other growers and go ahead and say even 60% germination would work.  I've even come up with the perfect names for them because we all know, despite the great bard's famous maxim, flower names are part of their seduction, especially for the growers.  Who wants to order a gorgeous dahlia named "Blah Blah Blah" from Swan Island?  Not me.  So the names, from left to right....tutu-a-loo, spring buttermilk, panna cotta orange, and barely there pink.  I know, I know, I've tried 'Meadow Pastels' and perhaps it needs a revisit.  Next season.
If you are successful in this venture, just know that you will make the world a better, more beautiful place.
Alice White
Bluebird Meadows, NC

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Round here.....

Dealing with snowstorm #1818 this winter.  It's a strange feeling to despise snow, to feel pain as you watch it fall, anxiety creeping in the whiter it gets, to see it's white beauty juxtaposed against the black grimace and scorn of my being.  Fop off, snow!  You're not wanted round here!  We experienced temper tantrum #2543 from Ruth yesterday as yet another day passed this winter where outside was not an option.  Our flowers are happy though. Maybe people will mistakingly perceive me through the veil of the flowers' joy and not realize I have a black soul.  
I exaggerate.  Kind of.