Sometimes, when you think you’ve got breakfast, something else happens:
Honestly, this looks almost too good to be real… if you hate squirrels, this video is for you! Our son Andrew would have enjoyed it.
Serena’s Daffodil Tea
On Saturday, April 4, at 1:30 in the afternoon, 13 guests gathered at our home to experience Serena’s class project for “Tea Room 101”. This is a half-credit class which has included 5 sessions with Debra Richardson, the proprietor of The Yellow Carriage House Bed and Breakfast (who also conducts periodic teas), and work assisting her with teas in December. Although Serena has put on at least 5 high teas before, this was the first on which she was to be graded, and therefore Mom kept her own help to a minimum. Serena had her friend Caitlin come to help with last minute preparations and serving during the tea. I was the official hostess — getting to greet guests, sit at the table and enjoy scrumptious treats, and leave all the cleanup to Serena and Caitlin. I like this kind of entertaining! Continue reading “Serena’s Daffodil Tea”
Spring at OSU
Here’s some pictures from around campus. I am very glad I came to OSU, among other reasons, because of how beautiful it is in the spring. These first three pictures are 1) a picture of the sunrise from my window, I’m looking across the courtyard of my dorm complex and seeing the sun peak over part of the dorm building. 2) the sunset beside the main library, which is currently being renovated. 3) the oval (big green open space in the center of osu campus) around noon-time, full of students catching some sunshine and relaxing. The rest are self explanatory. Enjoy! Continue reading “Spring at OSU”
Trip post addendum
O.K., I can hear you saying, “That post was so long, how can she possibly have more to say?” Never fear, just one addendum and a correction.
First, I did find my mystery perennial when I got to Williamsburg. I typed it, but that part was lost during one of my computer’s obstinate snits. I talked to the gardener, who informed me that what I described wasn’t a true lavender, but a plant called “gray santolina.” Anybody ever heard of that? I think the foliage is the same, so I bought 3. We’ll be absolutely sure when they bloom! The blooms are yellow globes about the size of marbles, and contrast nicely with the gray-green foliage.
Second, my brother, Bobby, does not have diabetes, Joyce informs me, only herself.
Now, wasn’t that short and sweet?
Spring has sprung!
Spring has finally arrived here on Chenoweth Farm (even though it’s supposed to get down below freezing again toward the end of the week). Ted’s grandmother’s daffodils are putting on their annual show, and already getting into the late season blooms. The all-yellow, traditional daffodils are early in the season. As the daffodil season progresses, the white ones begin to bloom, along with those with white petals and contrasting color perianths — orange, salmon, and pink. Our very latest, which haven’t bloomed yet, are tiny white ones, with 3 – 4 blooms coming off each stem, and a fragrance that will almost knock your socks off! I have been told that Bommy had 250 varieties of daffodils in her garden in its heyday, all labeled! It was opened to the local garden clubs, and folks would come out and place orders for their favorites. Bommy did field trials for one, or some of the Dutch bulb growers, to record the performance of their varieties in this location. When we moved here in 1988, you could still see the ones planted in rows that she was testing, as well as her bulb shed where she dried bulbs at the end of the year. The shed has since fallen down, but the flowers still bloom in their rows. Those from her garden have naturalized. On a good year, there are thousands of blooms around the property! I will miss the show when we move to our own house. I suppose I could dig a selection to take with me, but it will be so much easier to order a naturalizing variety from a catalog and plant the bulbs. I’ll probably only pick a few varieties from here that are my favorite.
Another earmark of spring around here is our lawn, carpeted with spring beauties and violets. To a city dweller, I’m sure it must look wild and unkempt, but I am always loath to have the lawn mowed for the first time. The “white” lawn is such a great foil for the many redbud trees in prime bud around our yard. I’m attaching some pictures.
