One of the biggest surprises for me was to discover that the lovely hellebore blooms in the winter. Yes! Snow and ice and hellebores. Who knew?
Memories fade into the night
Whispered words lay
Holding them safe
Waiting for
When the time is right
Again
Some of these bloom in November and will flower until the end of spring. Such a forgiving soul to put up with the snow and ice and all of the likeness of winter. Some of the stalks appear in January, but, they live long and prosper, isn't that what is really important?
Somewhere
A symphony plays
The strings of my heart
Harmonizing
Nature
Music to my eyes — at the corner of harmony and melody
I have to admit that while the rest of the forest is still sleeping, the tiny little snowdrop makes its appearance. One by one they open and hang their head down low. They are like a piece of sunshine, lighting up your day.
Oh, cover me with a blanket of your memory
Where your name is engraved on my soul,
Whisper softly into the wind, as you are
Caressed by morning light
May you always be covered by the grace of God
as only He can do. #alwaysaflower
All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.
It’s my way. I walk out to the deep end of the page and dive right in.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
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In Holland here we call these white one 'Snow clocks' and this are actually really cool. Damn I need nature to wake up aain from this hibernation but yo have got the right ones going on there!
Don't your Hellebores come up in the Autumn? Some come up at the end of the winter, but, our weather is a little less frigid. Perhaps that is why. I plant pansies also and they can be found under the snow sometimes! :) If they die off, just like snapdragons, they come back, first thing in the spring!
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'Hellebores' heheheh, that is exactly the right description of this crap. Because indeed you are right the open up late autumn and give some nice color to the world, and then Holland goes into hibernation and everything gets boring, helleboring I would say :D
Interesting how the blooming of the flower in different seasons can be used to describe the blooming of our lives in different seasons too
Absolutely. I have to agree with that and I have used that analogy many times. Good morning from here, I know it is getting close to dinnertime there in Nigeria. I hope you had a wonderful day.
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Omg..She replied..Yes it is. Your words are truly inspirational and yes it's dinnertime send my meals over to you
I almost always reply, although sometimes not right away, but when time allows. :) Sounds good! What are you cooking?
So cool.... I made Garri and native soup..I am sure you would love it.
Hope you are doing good
I do love garri and many of your leaf-based soups. I am well. Have a good night.
Beautiful flowers! I usually know things are starting to turn weather-wise when the daffodils start to come up behind our fence. We have some nice yellow ones that must have found a way to make a home back there and just keep coming back year after year.
That is so funny! Nature really does give us some tip-offs, doesn't she? These flowers are actually in bloom before the daffodils! I used to think daffys were the first, but, my pansies live all through the winter as do the Hellebores, but, the snowdrops come up first... usually I see them popping through the snow or in the woods.
But, definitely, we take our cue from nature. Good morning, Jay! Rain here. I was hoping for a little snow. She says this quietly
We finally got a good three or four inches. I am not complaining about it!
Woo hoo! That is actually quite perfect! A little snow, but enough to build that snowman.
Ashlee just texted me this from Texas! They got wild winter weather yesterday into morning 🥶
Yes!!! I saw!!! (or heard from EVERYONE in San Antonio!) It is quite exciting for them! I only remember flurries out there once. :)
Was Ashlee excited? They don't know what to do with it! LOL @geneeverett
I can't believe how these flowers that look so weak can withstand such extreme cold. It is just a metaphor of life, some of us are stronger to endure the hard trials of life.
Memories, memories, they are everywhere. As Joan Manuel Serrat ( one of the best composers of Spanish and Catalan songs) once said : they are like a round-ticket train ride . They come and go" Lovely shots!
Unbelievable, isn't it? It is true. My mother had them, even up in Connecticut when I was growing up. they get bigger and stronger each year, so I have to give them a good haircut to keep them at bay. There are so many different varieties that bloom throughout the year.
Memories are always everywhere, aren't they? Serrat had the right idea, but, memories are usually lovely, weaving in and out of my days, if only for a moment, but, they make me smile. What a great analogy that was!
Good morning to you! Rain today! Where is my snow! :)
I hope your day is wonderful!
Those are all beautiful and how cool they bloom in winter
Need some around here for some color
Like bozz it’s the daffodils I watch for as the first sign of spring
Hellebores bloom in spite of that conflict. They are actually quite amazing, JJ! They have the ability to withstand cold, snow, ice, freezing rain, and wind, once they are no longer dormant and start to grow.
I cannot say that about many plants! You should try a couple. They do spread, although slower than most.
I will have to check them out
Thanks so much and I know my mother grew them in Connecticut, so I am sure that they would grow there.
Oh I always suck at flower names! I always want to call those baby bells. Oh well that and trees. If it is not an oak, I wont be able to name it at all!
The top 2 pictures are Hellebores and the bottom two are snowdrops, it's even in my title. :) I want to call them baby bells also because they remind me of the bluebells, but, we won't see those for at least another month. Shorter if the warmer weather continues. But that won't be a problem, I think it will get cooler this weekend.
Trees are a little trickier for me unless it has leaves. Nekkid trees look so similar, it is hard to identify them without their proper attire.
When my dad was first diagnosed with Alzheimer's, I labeled each cabinet and drawer with what it had in it, so he wouldn't get frustrated. He had a few big trees in his backyard and I labeled them too with nameplates. For reasons unbeknown to me, it was important to him that he knew what kind of trees were in his yard.
It makes sense to me. I think it was a man thing from a bygone day. Most of the founding fathers were polymaths that had an understanding of many subjects and horticulture was right up there. 🙂
Probably. For my dad, I think the natural interaction with the world was disrupted (by memory loss) and this behavior was a way to make sense of what is going on, where things were and what things were.
The winter flowers look pretty, more like the spring flowers.
Absolutely they do, but, I assure you they are up in my garden. See here
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Helleborus niger is Christmas Rose. You found another helleborus, I have a similar and very interesting one. Flowers with green petals! It's getting ready to bloom... Do you know they're poisonous?
I do! My mother had them ! Several different varieties. I think the are all beautiful!
Thank you, Dan!!
With pleasure!
Do you know I didn't realize that your Christmas rose was a Hellebore? Not until I went to look at it and I was shocked, but, I shouldn't have been. Mine is up in the winter, but, I never correlated the two. I just assumed you were lucky to have roses!
I recognized the leaves first.
Of course! You are really observant like that!
That first photo in the set is spectacular! The colors God makes cannot be matched!
Thank you, Joe. I absolutely love the Hellebore Family! They have such a great variety and yes, I have to agree about the colors. Nobody can do it like He does!
No contest.
Hahaha, I misread that as lovely herbivore blooms in the winter. 😂