I would describe our summer this year as mostly soggy, cold and damp. Seattle had just 20 days over 80 degrees and only 13 days between 72-78 degrees. The average high in June through August this year? 72 degrees.
Abandon hope all ye who await Indian Summer. Today daughter Susy helped me bring in the lawn furniture in order to batten down the hatches for what is supposed to be a fiercer winter than usual. Obviously, global warming is bypassing the Pacific Northwest.
Oddly, Susy’s garden in Bellevue has been having a different summer than mine did. Hers actually produced flowers, fruits and vegetables. That’s because she won’t take no for an answer. She scolds, encourages and threatens the plants until they successfully come through for her.
Now take a look at mine.
My secret garden is indoors so I can maintain it year-round. I’ll show you some of its bounty here as long as you won’t reveal it to Susy. I don’t want to give her an inferiority complex.
Let’s walk through my garden. Let us tiptoe through the tulips together. And how about those roses? And calla lilies, and cornflowers. And daisies and tiger lilies, and apple blossoms, and a magnolia tree. And some very special hybrids that nobody in the world has ever grown before.
My flowers are organic. They don’t suffer from any weed killer or chemical fertilizers. They don’t know what weeds are, and I’ve never seen a bug on them, except one time a spider. They don’t mind that summer forgot to come to Seattle this year. And best of all, they don’t like to be watered.
It all began one wonderful day when I discovered my kind of seed catalog — “The Flower Workshop”, by Vera Jeffreys. That day I found out what I was doing wrong. I had been trying to grow flowers with seeds — I should have been using crepe paper. It was a whole new world.
Do not make the mistake of thinking that I grow artificial flowers — they are NOT artificial flowers. These are fantasy flowers growing in the garden of the imagination.
Because that’s the kind of person I am.