I was leaving Wholefoods a few weeks ago and someone called my name. It was Alison, last December's Bride at Alden Castle in Brookline. She had just received her wedding photos and wanted to show them to me. As an introvert, I have to try hard to switch gears when I'm lost in thought, especially at the supermarket, but it was worth the effort. Alison was so enthusiastic and sweet, I was easily drawn in and the photos were beautiful. And SHE was beautiful. Thanks, Alison. I'm so happy you loved your flowers.
Because Addie had been surrendered twice in her nine months when we adopted her, I arranged for our friend Sofi to stay with her while we were away in California, instead of kenneling her. Addie could sleep cozy in our bed (with Sofi), play with her best friend Murph and feel comfy at home. Sofi is a photographer and when we came home, she emailed a portrait of Addie to us.
Doesn't she look stately and mature? Well mannered? Well, you're looking into the eyes of a highly focused Squirrel and Cat Juggernaut. I think we can deconstruct her DNA and find a Sight Hound lurking within that double helix.
Every morning she steps onto the back porch in a crouching position and freezes until she sees movement at the back fence where the squirrels gather what they gather.
The good news is that she can't catch them. And her first cat chase ended with the cat turning to face her, ready for a spat. Addie stopped in her tracks and barked until the cat sauntered away.
So, really, she's just a Game Girl and not a serious predator. But the squirrels don't know it. Maybe I could actually have an unmolested bird feeder in my back yard now!
Thank you Sofi for the beautiful portrait of my sweet girl.
I'm back from California and still dreamy eyed from the intense light, the smell of the Pacific, the lush estates in deep contrast to the drought desert scrub`that towered above them and the very competent, but extremely fast drivers in Los Angeles who kept me on my toes! There was a lot of driving to Santa Barbara, San Diego, Los Olivos, Will Rogers State Beach and of course to the airport. One of many destinations was to Rose Story Farm in Santa Barbara. I've ordered roses from Garden Valley Ranch in northern California, but Rose Story Farm has a longer growing season and I've enjoyed their personal customer service. Organized tours don't start until late April, but Patti welcomed us to come anyway for a short tour and we weren't disappointed even though the the 'farmed' roses weren't quite blooming yet.
Pacific Coast Highway near Carpenteria
First stop at the farm!
There are several houses for rent - short or long term on the property.
Hedges of Sally Holmes - one of my favorite roses.
Cecil Brunner. My grandfather had a huge climber over a potting shed. I just ordered one from the Antique Rose Emporium in Texas - they ship 'own root' roses.
A dead tree with several different climbers trained over it.
Rose Story Farm packs it's rose stems in wet moss for shipment. I've never had a problem with their roses and they've always been long lived and always beautiful.
After reading Kris's winter lament, I decided to post these yellow flowers we made for a Memorial Service this weekend. In the City, we are also weary of the long long winter but there's no running out of firewood, hauling hay or breaking ice on our dog's drinking water.
California's Siren Song is irresistible by the time we get to March, but by the end of the month I'm usually pruning roses , mulching the flower beds and warm weather seems inevitable. This morning at eleven o'clock it's 36 degrees: warm by upstate NY standards, but the temperature is on it's way down and there's a snow storm brewing for the middle of the week.
But take heart Kris, and all of you who own farms within the range of the seemingly relentless Polar Vortex: it will be 60 degrees here in Boston on Friday which may mean you all will be in the forties!!!
And, there are a few green weeds sprouting in my back yard! I've never been so happy to see a weed.
…to Facebook. I've been a curmudgeon about it since people started posting very unflattering photos of me on my personal page, I know, it's a kind of vanity: different from wanting your photo plastered everywhere, photo bombing or posting just the right pic of yourself. I'll own up to it, but I didn't like it all the same and was too lazy to do anything about it. So I've deleted my personal page and with the help of Meighan O'Toole: Facebook Officienado, I now have a page for Bow Street. "post twice a day" she says to keep the page updated and fresh. Oy. So I've decided our first post of the morning will be a photo of what we've brought in for the day. Last post will be whatever. I am a reluctant Marketer but since we've cut our regular hours I'd like folks to know we're still here with extraordinary flowers to sell, Saipua soaps and cards for most occasions. And of course the rabbits are still hopping around. The Japanese and French ranunculus are show stoppers. They're gigantic, long lasting and very expensive. But my favorite flowers come from California and Israel where they are grown outdoors in real sunshine and fresh air.
They open - most of them anyway. These are from Israel. California will start up soon, although not sure what effect the drought has had on the crop. I love the wind split petals, the delicate stems and the uneven coloring in some varieties.
Brought in an armload today. And they're not expensive: 1.85 a stem. (France and Japan: 9.00 ).
ALSO…. want to tell you all that our friends at Pod, formally of Brookline Village, are opening this Thursday, March 20 as Pod and Shop Fog Linen at 35 Sacramento Street in Cambridge. We're neighbors! The opening will, among other things, feature Spring bouquets from Bow Street. We're so excited the shop is open again! Hours are 11:00 am to 6 pm.
Fifty six degrees with five inches of snow still in the backyard. Can't complain about the soft air today, but the cold is coming back tomorrow and Spring looks a long way off.
I loved everyone's comments - you were so candid!
My theory is that a good percentage of women are complimented by a dozen red roses arranged, but would rather receive a romantic mix. My poll was very small, it's true, but we had a nice demographic mix that helped me decide that next Valentine's Day we'll offer mixed arrangements with red roses but no more dozens.