I’m still trying to figure out the best time to cut Solidago ‘Fireworks’ to get the best performance in a vase.
Here it is, growing in a sunny spot. If I cut it at this stage, it quickly fades in the vase.
I have it growing in several places so I sought out a shadier area to cut a couple of stems just coming into bloom.
Blooming nearby was Helianthus maximilianii. Then I added some Pennisetum (?) seed heads to reflect the smoky color of the vase.
Ah yes, the vase: another goody from Goodwill. I like the way the stems show, faintly, through the heavy, smoky glass.
It took me a while to realize it but a candlestick nearby insinuated itself into the composition, echoing the color and shape of the vase.
We found it at a street market in India. All of the wares on display were shiny new brass objects. You had to ask to get to see the old stuff buried in baskets under piles of gaudy new textiles. This doesn’t qualify as an authentic antique because a candle holder was added to what was originally an oil lamp.
I don’t give a hoot about authenticity…am just charmed by the figures and the patina of age.
Taking a look back at last week’s vase: I was getting ready to dismantle it, when something struck me about the forms of the dead Kniphofias. I’ve been immersed in The Dry Bold Border, with a wealth of fabulous photos from the Ruth Bancroft Garden. I’ve often thought that the knifs are about as close as we can get to the look of those incredible blooming Aloes of desert gardens. It seems even in death they bring something of the dry garden aesthetic to our PNW eyes. How I do go on. In a Vase on Monday has a way of getting us going about the flowers that we grow and, by extension, all sorts of other things. Thanks, Cathy, for dreaming up this addictive meme. It’s one addiction for which there is no cure, and aren’t we glad of that!