Firstly, I’d like to apologise to all those whose Monday vases I didn’t find time to appreciate last week – if you are good enough to look at mine, then I should find time to enjoy yours!
But stolen wheels, dentists and contract endings – not to mention the referendum and the tricky situation in which many of us on mainland Europe now find ourselves – took over my life.
This is my contribution to Cathy’s meme at Rambling in the Garden. I’m hoping she’ll cut me a bit of slack in offering up a vase that sits in my kitchen, but doesn’t come from my own garden.
While visiting a dear friend, she was kind enough to trap and cut a small branch of flowers from the tulip tree, Liriodendron tulipifera. She planted two trees in her box parterre over 10 years ago and both are just completing their flowering here in north-east France on 27 June 2016.
The trunks of tulip trees were used by American settlers to fashion dugout canoes – presumably because the wood is soft and easy to work. Since the timber rotted fairly quickly in water, the canoes had to be replaced every 2 to 3 years.
Yet another bush skill borrowed from Native Americans. The Lenni Lenape, a tribe in Delaware, called Liriodendron the muxulhemenshi or ‘tree from which canoes are made’. Daniel Boone and his family moved from Kentucky to Missouri (to an area at that time known as Upper Louisiana) in a tulip tree canoe in 1799.
They did use wagons to transport their household effects – but I’ve just had the picture of myself, husband and four cats crossing the Channel from Ireland to France in a canoe flash into my head.
And here I am (the small, rather tubby one in the middle) … safely arrived in France by means of more luxurious transport and able to enjoy the flowers of a young tulip tree in yet another French garden. I’ve included this picture because it emphasises that even quite small trees flower well. (With thanks to J. for the photo!) During the week I’ll be posting about that fascinating garden in Haute-Marne, which is open to visitors.
When I came home from my friend’s house, I put my flowers, with their leaves, in a small green bowl and have allowed myself to be drawn into and lost in the unbelievable colours every time I pass – flowers as meditation!
With thanks, once again, to Cathy for hosting this meme whose friendly contributors now come from all over the globe – England, Scotland, Italy, the United States, Romania, France.
Now go on over to Rambling in the Garden and have a look at their wonderful vases this week (I’ll be just behind you)!