I was involved in a major production yesterday. Mr. Flower and I moved a giant iron cauldron from the farm to our fire pit area. It took a tractor with forks, a broom, a truck, a lawn mower, Crowbar, long iron bar, ropes and straps. I sent videos to both kids. They love this sort of entertainment provided by their father.
This cauldron is huge. A person could take a bath in it. I wanted to make it a fish pond, but I am pretty sure the fish would boil in the sun.
We are not sure why Papaw had this monster or if he ever used it. He did try to cook molasses once. He grew the cane himself. No one remembers much about that adventure except that Nana rode a lawn mower around in a circle to grind it since they did not have a mule.
The bowl was made by Stuart and Peterson Co. of Burlington, NJ.
There are no holes in it, but we will see what happens.
I plan on wearing a pointed hat for the occasion. Now that I have a cauldron, I might as well embrace my witchiness.
These three have been babied into blooming. They require more attention than most of my plants. I get rewarded in late August by their unbelievably beautiful blooms. These started out in the same pot last year. I named them ‘The Hibiscus Circus.’ They grew too large for their container and were separated in early spring. These are tropical, so they must come inside for winter in my Zone 7 location.
The double orange has been blooming for weeks.
It got re-potted many weeks before the other two. This one is a gorgeous color. Its symmetry is sometimes messy, but when it is balanced it resembles a pinwheel.
The pink bloomed for the first time earlier this week.
Even the back is beautiful.
The complex pistil of hibiscus is amazing.
The red burst open this morning.
Its pistil end is dusted with pollen.
I love that these three burst into bloom just as most of my other flowers are waning. What a show!
I saw the most beautiful sight I have ever seen last night in my garden. I witnessed this wonder alone at midnight.
I consider this plant a miracle. I believe its flowers are a living link to something magic and cosmic.
My friend The Fairy(Madge) gave me this dream of a plant. I thought of her and my father last night as I sat under the stars watching these blooms quiver with energy. My daddy sometimes exclaimed “How could heaven be better than this?” I cannot imagine that, Bop.
I knew this second blooming from this plant was coming. That has never happened before. The buds turned up like pipes and started expanding two days ago.
When I saw the shape last evening, I knew this was the night. I was determined not to miss it, so I set my alarm. I could not go to sleep. I decided to go sit beside the plant in the dark and wait.
Its flowers were almost fully opened. They were quivering. There was no breeze. The blooms have their own energy.
The white, threadlike stamen form a tunnel through the flower.
The opalescent pistil has a strange star-shaped end.
The flowers are as big as my opened hand.
The back has finger-like sepals that splay as the bloom opens.
What wondrous, glorious blooms this “Queen of the Night” has!