Fool for France

Harvest Time

It has been too hot to blog. All I would have said is, “I’m too hot. I need a shower/drink/nap/trip to anywhere with air conditioning. Then clouds appeared. Then a drop of water. Then thundershowers. Now it is cool again.

The heat accelerated the ripening of everything. Last spring I bought a few of those seed packets labeled “butterfly mix,” “meadows,” that sort of thing, and scattered the contents where I figured Julien wouldn’t mow down the sprouts. They sprouted and flowered. The way I garden, that’s a miracle in itself. Now I have a bonus in all those seed pods. I spread them on big sheets of paper where I now see little black seeds collecting. Next the seeds will go in little bags labeled with my own home-grown taxonomy: “blue knee-high,” “purple waist-high” or maybe, in a burst of specificity, “hollyhocks, pink.”

That’s it for now. I’m still recovering.

8 Replies to “Harvest Time”

    1. It couldn’t be simpler. I remember fewer garden centers in Umbria than we have here, but surely there is one, or maybe Amazon delivers — which it pretty much doesn’t, in this corner of France. Order one of many wildflower mixes — these days, I’d recommend the drought-tolerant one — plant the seeds in a sunny spot and stand back. Three or four months later, when the beautiful flowers are gone and things start looking a little ratty, the seed pods will be there. The colected seed is better than the mix because I can put the taller flowers in back; now everything is growing all over the place.

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  1. I feel for you Lynn. You’re getting DC weather!

    On Fri, Aug 10, 2018 at 6:27 AM, French Country wrote:

    > Bizzy posted: ” It has been too hot to blog. All I would have said is, > “I’m too hot. I need a shower/drink/nap/trip to anywhere with air > conditioning. Then clouds appeared. Then a drop of water. Then > thundershowers. Now it is cool again. The heat accelerated the ripen” >

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  2. Heat necessitates slowing down. That’s why the French take their hols in July and August, no? I’m glad your wild flowers have bloomed so well. I have tried and failed to find such a mix here for an area that would really look gorgeous with that treatment (and I am such a believer in simple) …. do you know where I might find them in the US for next year?

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