Y'all missed the part where I had to sit on a pillow...
But thank you for reading the story.
I was a lucky little girl to have grown up where I did and when I did, but even more fortunate as an adult to be able to compile my memories in such a way that they can be shared. All it takes is a plant, or an old linen napkin, or the scent of almonds, or the blue feather of a bird, and my mind is off and running. In the winter months, it's the hickory smoke scent that triggers the memories. There were hickory trees everywhere. But that's another story for another time.
I didn't miss the part about you needing to sit on a pillow because you ruined your mother's prized table cloth (and got spanked). For me, that doesn't take away from the overall impression of you. I think most of us are crazy about the adorable child that you were. JK
This was a fun read. Totally pain-free learning. :-).
Has anyone seen variegated meadowsweet? I want to add meadowsweet to the fragrant wildflower area, but I can't decide whether to plant the straight species or hunt down the variegated type for a little extra visual interest.
I heard a nurseryman/garden expert say that in the days before one could buy root starter powder, professional gardeners used willow for the task. They would cut willow twigs into pieces, let them soak in water (don't know for how long), then use the water as a "starter." They would dip cuttings in the water, which served the purpose. He also said if one wishes to start new willow trees, the cut pieces of willow will root nicely in a damp medium, however, you have to be careful to plant the "down" side down, meaning the end closer to the start of the long, hanging branch.
Sharon, what did Adaylilyfan call you - an "inventive" child? now that's a kind adjective and am sure your mother would have agreed with her (too bad you can't hear me laughing up here). Dollykat, you may have meadowsweet growing somewhere over your way. A friend in Ross County gave me a start years and years ago, and while it's a slow spreader, I do keep an eye on it. It doesn't really like our type of soil. I've never seen it growing in pastures or fence rows here, not that there's many fence rows left. I know it as "Queen of The Meadow". Whatever you call it, tomorrow mine will have 4 to 6-7" of new snow on top of it. Sigh.
Dollykat: Ive used River Willow water to root new plants. It works very well. I found a stash of it where a guy was making twig style furniture. He was s oaking some of the larger branches in buckets so that he could bend them to make the furniture. I collected some of the smaller branches and experimented with willow water.
In the play Hamlet, Ophelia tries to hang her flowers on the droopingg branches of a willow "aslant a brook." She falls in, drowns, and at her "obsequies," Hamlet's mother Gertrude says she had thought she would have "strewn" the "marriage bed" of Ophelia and Hamlet, not that she would be dropping flowers into Ophelia's open grave, saying "Sweets to the sweet." I wonder if the flowers were meadowsweet? Shakespeare used lots of flower imagery in Hamlet, including in this scene in Act V. All this comes to mind, Sharran, in your mention of Queen Elizabeth, meadowsweet, and now the willow discussion.
Me again. Of course, I don't know all of the details. I only know what I read. I meant that you were an inventive child in a good way. Wouldn't everyone's lives have been boring without their little Sharon to liven things up? I think gumption is a good thing too. JK