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| Globe Alium |
a little rain, a little weeding, a little sunshine and the season for growth is bringing forth blooms, abundantly!
The bloom showing today; Globe Alium, has actually come and gone in this part of the country but it is such a fabulous bloom that I wanted to give you another chance to enjoy it.
This particular plant came from a "Mother plant" in Illinois where I grew up; who knows how old it really is, but a friend dug it from his deceased mother's garden so I could have a start some years ago. The blooms are about the size of a softball if you fertilize them and even after the blooms are gone, they leave a striking globe of spikes, should you want to stick them someplace else in the garden to cover a bare spot or bring the focus to a particular location.
When I last wrote about "Widow's Tears" (Spiderwort, which is still blooming on the shady side of the house) my two real-life friends were still bouncing about like pin-balls through an alley trying to establish themselves as a single unit after the deaths of their respective husbands. Not thinking of dating as a "single", but, just muddling through the grieving process trying to establish themselves as a solitary person again.
They are not incorporating someone else into the decision making process or the morning coffee, or, are they?
A friend came by one day and said (yes, I changed her name) "Come look at what I am calling "Sonja's Folly". What I was taken to see were garage doors, one for each stall where she keeps both her former husband's truck and her own. "Why Sonya's folly" instead of "Garage doors"? I asked her.
Turns out, the doors were something her husband wanted, not she. He had been dead about 6 months at that time and she decided she wanted to honor one of his wishes by putting in the doors. Caught in the real quandry of knowing what he wants is now irrelevant, produced the thought that perhaps she was a little foolish in having them installed for that reason, hence "Sonja's folly".
The other friend has set to painting and re-arranging a few things inside the house that her husband never wanted to change. Now she can, without argument, and I am thankful that she does not feel guilty in doing the changes. She was devoted to mostly his needs for over 40 years. If she wants to change the paint, well, "Go for it!" I say. She still wakes up really early as if she is fixing her husband's breakfast but she is learning to roll over and go back to sleep if she wants to.
A little rain, a little weeding, a little sunshine, in due season, ye shall reap if ye feint not. Hang in there, the blooms pop up when you least expect them, sometimes like this Globe Alium, just like a 4th of July popper on a stalk!
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