Summer Blooming Flowers 8-20-2014

Happy Hump Day!

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Rudbeckia triloba ‘Prairie glow’ – Black eyed Susan

I’ve so designed this flower into my front garden that will be installed next spring. I think it’s just very different than most flowers. As you could imagine, my garden will be full of many plants most folks don’t see. I refuse to plant a (normal) hosta, daylily, coneflower, or astilbe in my yard. They are beautiful in their own right, however over-planted and well, predictably boring.

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hmmm, mark this spot to ID later!

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Liatris spicata ‘Floristan Violet’ – Blazing Star or Gayfeather

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Liatris spicata ‘Floristan White’ – Blazing Star or Gayfeather

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Helenium ‘Short n Sassy’ – Sneezeweed

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Campanula poscharskyana ‘Blue rivulet’ – Bellflower or harebell

This plant got its name, “Harebell,” from an old wives tale that witches or other practitioners of the dark arts used the juices of the plant to turn themselves into rabbits. The plant has a long history in folk tales of being negatively associated with witches, fairies, and the devil, and is also sometimes known by names like Goblin’s thimble, Witch’s thimble, or Dead Man‘s Bells.

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Phlox paniculata ‘Pixie miracle Grace’ – Tall garden phlox

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Rudbeckis fulgida ‘Goldstrum’ – Black Eyed Susan

Who is Susan & why does she have a black eye? She really has brown eyes, just saying…

This was written by: John Gay 1685-1732
All in the dawn the fleet was moor’d,
The streamers waving to the wind,
When Black-eyed Susan came on board,
Oh where shall I my true love find?
Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true,
If my sweet William, if my sweet William
Sails among your crew?

Oh William, who high upon the yard,
Rocked with the billows to and fro,
Soon as her well-known voice he heard,
He sigh’d and cast his eyes below:
The cord slides swiftly thro’ his glowing hands
And as quick as lightning, and as quick as lightning
On the deck he stands.

So sweet the lark, high poised in air,
Shuts close his pinions to his breast,
If, chance, his mate’s shrill voice he hear,
And drops at once into her nest:
The noblest captain in the British fleet
Might envy William, might envy William’s
Lip those kisses sweet.

‘Oh Susan, Susan, lovely dear!
My vows shall ever true remain,
Let me kiss off that falling tear,
We only part to meet again:
Change as ye list, ye winds, my heart shall be
The faithful compass, the faithful compass
That still points to thee.

‘Oh, believe not what the landsmen say
Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind,
They’ll tell thee sailors when away,
In every port a mistress find:
Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so,
For thou art present, for thou art present
Wheresoe’er I go.

If to fair India’s coast we sail,
Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright:
Thy breath is Afric’s spicy gale,
Thy skin as ivory so white:
Thus every beauteous object that I view
Wakes in my soul, wakes in my soul
Some charm of lovely Sue.’

Though battle call me from thy arms
Let not my pretty Susan mourn:
Though cannon roar, yet safe from harms
William shall to his dear return:
Love turns aside the balls that round me fly
Lest precious tears, lest precious tears
Should drop from Susan’s eye.

The boatswain gave the dreadful word,
Her sails their swelling bosom spread:
No longer can she stay on board –
They kissed, she sighed, he hung his head:
Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land,
‘Adieu,’ she cries, ‘Adieu,’ she cries
And waved her lily hand.

This poem also encourages gardeners to plant black eyed Susan’s with sweet Williams as they will bloom at the same time.

15 thoughts on “Summer Blooming Flowers 8-20-2014

  1. I like the Floristan Violent. Very impressive. I’ve heard about witches turning themselves into rabbits. It happens all the time here. Especially on Thursdays when the shops close early. I think they’ve got nothing else to do. Warlocks I say.

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    • Well, Easy.. I’m sure it would work and you’d have a loads of fun chasing her around until it came to supper time. As a rabbit🐰, she wouldn’t be able to make your meal 🍜 and you’ll have to decide if SHE will be the meal! 😮

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  2. I don’t know if I should comment on your flowers or not but I will comment on your decision to post poetry. I am an old English teacher and you shouldn’t have done that. I might have to set up a completely new blog just for old poetry. Anyway, I read through the poem. Now you have to hustle off to your library and get a copy of Enoch Arden by Tennyson. I can’t put it here and don’t go on line, you need a few days to read it. It is pages and pages long. But, my year nine English class cried at the end. Thanks for your blog. It really keeps me alive in ways you don’t have any reason to know.

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