Last week, we were in London, and, walking around Whitehall, I discovered the 18th century Blewcoat School building and this beautiful botanical display.
I thought I would share it for today’s “In a vase. . .,” since I haven’t been able to buy flowers, and nothing is blooming in the yard (although I think I will see primroses along the fence by next week).
The building now houses a fancy bridal shop, Ian Stewart.
Why the use of onions, I’m not sure — they do seem to be cooking onions and not ornamental Alliums. There may be a connection to unity and wholeness (round, concentric layers). One website said onions were once given as marriage presents during the Middle Ages.
I got up this morning determined to make an arrangement for this cute little Majolica-style vase that I bought at the Saturday flea market. I found these flowers growing in the grass and along the fence in the backyard.
By the time I had everything assembled, I had lost the good morning light inside. So I spent some time wandering around the house looking for a bright place to take pictures. At one point I was in the linen closet. By 2:00 p.m., I was back in the living room with one-half of the curtains pulled back.
The vase is about 8″ (20 cm.) tall. I say “Majolica-style” because after an hour (or two) on the internet I was no closer to figuring out if it is real or fake. It cost only €8, so I suspect the latter.
I does seem to have some age, so maybe it’s at least an old fake.
I love the mermaid or siren handle.
She needs tiny pasties.
If anyone reading knows anything about Majolica pottery, I would love to have your opinion.
Little flowers picked from our yard (except for the tulip) in the kitchen window. . .
We had a relatively warm sunny weekend, and now the primroses are starting to bloom, and the woods behind the house are full of wood anemones.
In the city, all the platz were full of people soaking up the sun. Most were still dressed in black winter coats, so it looked like flocks of large crows had settled down on the grass and concrete. The lines for ice cream were very long — Stuttgarters seem to want cones the minute the temperature rises above 55°F (12°C).
We’ve seen three large hares in the neighborhood in as many days (this is their peak mating season), after not seeing any for months. They are hard to miss, being the size of small dogs — largish small dogs. Occasionally when we come upon one, it stands its ground and we always move along first.
On Saturday, I wandered around the downtown Stuttgart flower market admiring all the blooming spring bulbs — which were being sold both potted and as cut flowers (pictures below). I bought some cut tulips and then went to Butler’s for a vase and another container of seashell chips. On the way home, I stopped at a florist and bought a little pot of forced Muscari, or grape hyacinth, bulbs.
I think I should have set the bulbs lower in the vase, but I didn’t want to disturb their rootball, which I covered with the chips.
Click on any thumbnail in the gallery below to scroll through photos of the flower market.