A few of you have expressed some interest in my Morning Glories. As it turns out I actually have a little story about them. It involves Katie Rose.
My youngest daughter, Katie, has wanted me to do a post about her. Since she will be having surgery on Monday, I thought this would be a good time.
Before I tell this Morning Glory story I have to explain why I am posting Halloween photos of Kate. I went to find a few photos of her when she was younger and closer to the age in which the incident took place.
|Katies' first Halloween. She was a Bumble Bee. She is still very serious.|
I ended up finding a stack of Halloween photos of her. At first I thought posting Halloween photos would seem silly in June but on second thought, does it really matter? I don't think so.
The Morning Glory incident took place several years ago. It was before I got into gardening.
Something that Katie never took an interest in and still doesn't. I'm thinking she was about five years old. So that would be about twelve years ago.
|Katie as " Dorothy " from " The Wizard of Oz ". I do believe this was the first dress that her big sister Ginny, made for her in her High school sewing class. Notice that Katie has learned to smile now!!|
One day I decided to plant some Morning Glory seeds that I had bought. I thought they were beautiful so I would give it a go.
It took me several years to get gardening down.
Lots of experimenting!!
You may or may not know that when you plant the Morning Glory seeds, it is suggested that you nick them with a knife or soak them in water overnight. It speeds germination. I chose the latter.
I went out in the yard to plant my soaked seeds. As I planted the seeds, the water that they were soaking in turned muddy from my fingers.
I don't like to wear gloves while planting. I need to feel the seeds or roots of the plant in the dirt.
Of coarse my sweet yet serious little Kate was in the yard with me at the time. She was standing just a few feet away from me. Piddling. Yes I said an old word. Most of you know what it means. If not, Google it.
|Katie and her big sister, Ginny, who still if she could would go trick or treating !|
This was about the age Katie was when the Morning Glory incident happened.
I had left my little bowl filled with muddy seeds a few feet from where I was weeding and making holes for the seeds.
The bowl was close to Katie.
I turned towards Katie and asked, " Honey, would you hand Mommy that bowl sitting right there?" as I pointed at the bowl.
I turned back to what I was doing, waiting for Katie to bring me the seed bowl.
" Here Mommy." Katie said.
Perhaps you can imagine my surprise when Katie handed me an empty bowl. I was puzzled.
I asked, " Katie, what happened to the seeds in the bowl?".
To which Katie replied innocently, " The bowl was full of mud Mommy. I threw it in the dirt." !!!
Throw it in the dirt she did. Of coarse there was no chance of me finding the seeds at this point. It was so cute that I couldn't be angry with her.
But I'll tell you what. Those seeds took. And they grew. They took over the entire fence that year.
|The actual Morning Glory plants that Katie " Planted". They still continue to come up every year.|
Those Morning Glories still continue to come up there every year. Some years better than others. It's pretty shady in that area.
Since that year Katie has grown into a wonderful, smart, clever, artistic, funny, moody yet loving young woman. And I suppose she was the one that really got her Mommy loving those Morning Glories. They were particularly beautiful that year.
I guess I would say that my Katie grows as beautiful and wild as the