Every adult male has been faced with the conundrum of purchasing flowers. With the exception of funerals it is a universally pleasurable experience, whether is for the garden in the spring, or for the apple of eye, or eye candy to contemplate in his home.
In the spring, it is recurring ritual to visit the garden centre or roadside venue to stock up on annuals and perennials for the home gardens. I tried many things over the years, all with a singular lack of success. Last Fall I invested in a three year plan for Day Lilies. this patch will be a Canada 150 project. I’ll post some pictures of year one display, this June.
I look forward to a visit to the nursery every fall to Poinsettias for Christmas thank yous, and presents to friends, as well as adorn the fireplace. Somehow I never manage to maintain these flowers, and they are dried out before their time, and are trashed. I prefer red, but white is always a nice change over the years.
I will never forget buying fresh jasmine flowers in the market in downtown Nairobi, Kenya over the noon hour for six weeks in 1993. My hotel was full of wonderful fragrance I will always remember. Longevity was not a characteristic, and they had to be replaced every couple of days when business flights to Somalia didn’t get in the way.
And now I contemplate future purchases! A trip to Rochester for a meeting on February 20th. And the Toronto Garrison Ball on February 25th.