As a vegetable gardener I am frequently green (thank you I’ll be here all night) with envy.
The flower gardener bloggers get to post and write about pretty stuff. Just look at those sites! Man even my house smells better when I visit them! Beautiful pictures everyday. Flowers that I’ve never heard of (which actually is most flowers), flowers that look alien, flowers that look biologically human. Posts and pictures of bees, birds, stamens, pistils, petals, pollen, phototropism.
What do I get to write about? Mostly ugly stuff that you can eat. Now I know that you can eat many flowers (squash blossoms!) like nasturtiums, roses (especially the thorns), peanut butter, and the reclusive filet mignon flower, but really when we think about eating plants it’s pretty much vegetables.
Behold! These flower things! Look at the purple! And the other colors and the stuff that makes it flowery! And I grew this myself!
Sort of. We inherited this.. clematis I think. And since I don’t know what I’m doing with flowers, well I just yanked all the dead vines away last year. Thought I killed it by mistake. But, naturally, my well-honed plant instincts were dead on. Years of just yanking plants out of the dirt and snipping away twiggy looking crap turned out to be just the kind of education I needed for this particular kind of clematis – whatever kind that is.
It is spectacular. So many flowers. The thing looks pillowy, like I could lay down on it and settle softly into my own custom flowery memory foam (and my dainty figure would barely leave an indent).
It makes me appreciate nature even more.
Soon, I will eat it.