There is nothing more empowering than an idea whose time has come.
Iris, Hyacinth, plant wall – 4-11-22
Probably at least five years ago I found this picture in a magazine and was enamored with it. I am not able to have plants because I have a certain cat that chews and destroys them. So, I thought a plant wall would do the trick and really thought this looked neat.
My husband Tom put my version up yesterday. As I spoke of in a previous post, I repotted my overgrown succulents in the white pots. I had purchased these at least five years ago and didn’t buy enough hooks or a package got misplaced, and that is why one is missing. Ikea doesn’t sell this kind anymore but luckily I was able to find a pack on the internet. It will be coming on the 12th. The plants are kind of puny right now but I put it on this wall because it gets a nice amount of light. My painting is a nice addition and picks up the colors of the wooden flowers in the ceramic pot. I have chalk paint to put a new coat of paint on the tip top table with the water ring on it, have to put that on my “to do” list. My niece had given me the old window with the lights on it. We leave it on all the time and I have changed the lights three times. It is perfect and we have become used to the glow. A little closer view.Yesterday I completed this 36 X 48 inch painting. “My Iris Eyes are Shining” with bees and butterflies, a robin digging for worms and brown baby rabbit patiently waiting for its mama. The stars of the painting are the colored iris along with mixed media leaves and greenery.
The front garden is slowly coming to life. The new mulch has been spread and the sun made the windflowers and hyacinths look so pretty. When I was ready to take the picture, the clouds came out and the windflowers had closed up. The purples looked so nice together. I am glad to see the multiplying of the plants too. The hyacinths started out as just five when Kevin gave them to me one Easter.
I have a book of poems titled “The Best Loved Poems of the American People” it was copyright in 1936 and I always find something good when I start searching. Here is a little poem, the wording is old and a little hard to understand but you will get the drift.
Hyacinths To Feed Thy Soul
If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,
And from thy slender store two loaves alone to thee are left,
Beautiful Robin..so pretty