This is a Ballerina Tulip, one of the stunning blooms at the Botanic Garden at Mt. Holyoke Collage, where David and I spend Sunday afternoon. (Upside down, it looks like a ballerina’s skirt.)
I was hoping that there would be some calla lilies, but there was only one lone white one stuck in the corner of the Medicinal Plant section. Apparently, The underground stem of the calla lily was used as a medical treatment for dressing wounds in South Africa.
But other blooms abounded, with all kinds of tulips, daffodils. hyacinths, and myriad other plants labeled with their scientific names. I wished that they had also included their common names so that I could actually identify them.
Two of the medicinal plants that were included were Ayahauasca and Peyote. The exhibit featured a large Ayahauasca plant, but the Peyote was nowhere to be found. We wondered if someone stole it.
I noticed that there were no cannabis plants and I wondered why. I never thought to ask, unless it’s not considered medicinal?
Spring is a time to celebrate new beginnings, so on our birthdays (March11 and March 12; we we born exactly 36 hours apart), David and I exchanged commitment rings. I have not worn a gold band for more than 40 years, so it was a major decision for me.
At age 83, we are both at the same stage of our lives, and while we have different histories, we have arrived at the same place — physically, psychologically, emotionally. It’s all good.
Today, at 5:24 pm is the Spring Equinox. We are all eager for Spring to arrive in full force, especially after the most recent Nor’easter, which dumped about 18 inches of snow up in the hill towns where David lives. He is trying to find a place to live closer to me, but it’s a challenge, for all kinds of reasons. But we will figure it out, together.