We never missed our house once my husband and I had downsized and settled into our seniors condominium three years ago. When leaf raking or snow shovelling time comes around, we sit back smugly and smile. Them were the days& !
But summertime is a different story, and this past summer was no exception. Seeing the midsummer opulence of blooming perennials and the dazzling display of colourful annuals, I feel a little tug in my heart making me long for the good old days of being in a house with a backyard garden.
Gone are the days when I could just go outside and pick a bouquet of fresh flowers. Daisies were my favourite. They look so bright and cheerful in a vase, can easily be showcased in arrangements and last for a long time indoors. Even yellow, orange-coloured or mixed marigolds look beautiful in a shallow vase.
Of course we do have flowers on our small balcony. There is a large hanging basket of hot-pink wave petunias framed by dark-blue trailing lobelias, (a welcome Mother s Day gift from my daughters), as well as two planters of bright-red geraniums contrasted by snow-white sweet alyssum. I carefully tended and watered them daily and they gave us a lot of pleasure. But I dared not pick any of them to bring the beauty of summer into my living room.
However, on my morning walks along the sidewalk of our street I discovered small daisy-like wild flowers and bright-yellow blooms of a creeping plant among the grass of the boulevard. Although they are very short stemmed, I would pick a handful whenever they were in bloom. I was always amazed that they survived the blade of the lawn mower and continued to bloom again and again.
Fortunately I had kept a supply of vases and could attractively display them, and experienced so much enjoyment from these small and simple wayside treasures.
Maria Rogalski writes from Winnipeg, Manitoba
BLOOM WHERE YOU RE PLANTED: Although these blooms just grow wild among the grass and are often overlooked, they produced a bright spot of
colour when displayed inside.