In 2010, I went a little crazy taking photos of some daisies in my neighborhood. They made me think of the movie, You’ve Got Mail, where Meg Ryan’s character says that daisies are the friendliest flowers, and then Tom Hanks’ character brings her a bunch of daisies, trying to convince her that the big bad Fox Book Store man might not be as bad as she thinks, as in, he is really the guy on the internet she has fallen in love with. Ahh….so romantic!
So this year, the flower of 2012 seems to be the poppy. This little spot of poppies on a corner in my neighborhood always just knocks my socks off when it blooms. So here it is, 2012, the spring of bold colors and poppies!
Does anyone know of a romantic story to go with poppies?
Here it is, this year’s beautiful May Basket from my dear sister! It makes me feel like I am in a late spring meadow with my favorite Queen Anne’s Lace!
And these are the sweetest little pink tulips ever!
It seems like every year there is also something new and exciting in the May Basket. This year it was this yellow “puff”, a very lovely spherical element. I have no idea what it is. It seems like the center of some flower with the petals removed. The basket came from Mary Kay’s Flowers and Gifts, so I may have to give them a call and satisfy my curiosity!
In my mind at least, the perfect lilacs this year were over on Mortenson Road, not far from the intersection with University Boulevard. Lilacs always make me think of my mom. I was born when mom was 40, so unfortunately, I will always think of my mom as old (I know, 40 is NOT that old!). Most lilac bushes are old too, standing the test of time, you don’t fully understand where they came from or what they’ve been through, but you love their beautiful profusion, the intoxicating fragrance, their simplicity. My mom came from a simple background, she and her sister and her mom making it on their own by housekeeping and living with relatives. They enjoyed simple things, creamed vegetables on toast for supper, sprucing up a little black dress with a variety of collars and cuffs, going swimming in the rock quarry and singing duets. I don’t know where all the lilacs in Ames have come from, but I love their reminders that the best things in life don’t have to be complicated and expensive and that my mom was able to create a beautiful life in the same spirit.
Every day the last couple of weeks, when I head out into Ames, I almost faint, the spring flowering show has been so beautiful. You know how it usually goes? You wait all of Feb, March and some of April for the blossoms to pop, and a day or so after they do, you get an April shower, and it’s all gone, in the blink of an eye. And usually it’s a procession, yellow forsythia first, then red buds, THEN white apple blossoms and finally the violets and crab apples. As the next blossom appears, the previous ones fade. This year, it’s all out there at once, lingering until the last one on stage has made its appearance!
We’ve had a gentle rain this morning on this side of town, but if the skies clear, I think I can get out there and get some more photos of this once in a lifetime spring!
I love that you can still find patches of violets.
I had to smile the other day when a group of sometimes rough little boys at school came in from recess with their fists carrying bunches of violets. They were in such a rush to get the fragile little flowers into some water. Flowers bring out the best in all of us!
Today was the day! I feel like spring is about at its peak here in central Iowa, so I took out the Cannon and drove around town to capture the beauty.
Iowa State University has a beautiful campus and every year when the blue squill bloom it still takes my breath away. This year I finally got onto campus for some close ups of the patch between the Memorial Union and the Knoll.