My September Charm anemones have out done themselves this year. The blooms are bright and plentiful. I’ve been growing the plant for 20 years and it still surprises me with its beauty every September.
The pretty pink flowers are as dependable as the ivy and laurel blooms that surround my mountain holler in early summer.
Pap’s only sister shared the plant with me and for the first 15 years it stayed in the area I planted it and didn’t seem to want to do anything else.
A few years back the flowers decided to live up to their reputation of being invasive and decided to spread like wildfire through my flower beds. Since then I pull it up all summer long, but still can’t seem to keep it in check.
On a beautiful September day with the crickets chirping about fall of the year and an overflow of pink petals nodding in the breeze I wonder why I don’t just let it completely take over for good.
Last night’s video: Weenie Roast and Our Favorite Hotdog Chili.
Tipper
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Your knowledge of flowers is amazing! Such a blessing to have such beautiful examples of Gods creation on your homestead. I love when your little grandsons precious fingers are touching the flowers and learning by experiencing.
Seeing you have flowers within your garden my granddaughter added flower boarders in her garden area. It was such a lovely sight to look out the window and see.
Colors made by the Touch of the Masters Hands!
Your flowers are beautiful and what a perfect name for them. I loved watching your weenie roast video last evening. The food looked amazing. We haven’t had one in forever. We love eating and then sitting around the fire long after dark and talking…So relaxing.
Meg, first I am glad things are going good for you and the baby. I did have to laugh at your comment yesterday about not being able to tell anything on the screen or by the pictures. I was reminded of when my wife was pregnant with our son-1985. I think it was called an ultrasound, but no matter we were seeing a picture I could tell nothing about. One of the nurses said you see that little bump, I said yes but had no idea of what it meant. Either the nurse or my wife said it means it’s a boy dummy! Maybe I shouldn’t write this, on a serious note, her doctors wanted to do another test that was new at the time, we agreed to do it. The results came back claiming something was wrong with the baby’s spine. It was suggested we consider an abortion which was out of the question. Our son I mentioned yesterday was born in perfect condition and will be 41 years old next month. Just like with him helping me yesterday, I look back and think of the fine Christian man he is and of the joy and happiness he brought to our family and think what if we had listen to the doctors. I have often prayed and thanked God for us not listening.
Oh that is so beautiful! I am so glad that you have him today!
I am thanking God that you got to go yesterday and put flowers on their graves. Every time I have prayed for strength to do something, God has always provided either by giving me strength to keep going or by sending someone into my life to help. I will keep praying that your ankle gets better and that the burdens on your heart are made lighter by the love of friends and your son and grandsons. Thank you for that uplifting comment and a funny memory. Those machines (in my opinion) must have not come too far in the clarity department over 41 years! Thank goodness we had the technician who could interpret for us!
About flowers of September – I have 3 “sunchoke” plants at the garden that are gorgeous this year. The lragest one is probably 12 feet tall and covered in 4-inch or so golden yellow bloom. Growing up, I knew these as only the roots and we called them “artichokes”. My Grandma knew where to find them at an old house place about 2 miles away from her house. Using the keyword “sunchoke” I did not find a post about them on BP&A. (I thought I had commented about them before but I’m guessing now your search is only of your posts, not comments. I can understand that.) Anyway are sunchokes/artichokes some old timers grew in your area, do you know?
Ron I have heard of them but have never known anyone who grew them 🙂
They’re the original set-’em-and-forget-’em root-vegetable/decorative flower. People who grow them often do so in a raised bed to prevent its getting TOO invasive. Basically, after the flowers wilt or are blown down in the fall, you dig them up, but you leave a piece behind. They look somewhat like ginger (different taste altogether), and it’s easy just to slice a bit off and leave it in the ground. Next spring, it will grow again. Why some people regard it as invasive is that often enough, people forget where exactly they planted them, and the plants “volunteer” a few feet away from where you expected because an entire tuber was missed back in October/November.
I have a dear older friend who grows sunchokes or Jerusalem artichokes and shared a bunch of the tubers with me. I personally like them and think they are really delicious when roasted! Many would not realize that a food source lies under the ground and just would view them as a beautiful flower.
Delicious they well may be, but unless you’re used to them, they make you gassy. But apparently enough people eat them to where there’s all these suggestions on all different websites as to how to prepare them to avoid the gassiness.
Just beautiful!
Don’t they just make you smile!!
Tipper, the flowers are just beautiful!!!! Randy and Norman, know that you are in prayer today, as are all Acorns in need.
A beautiful picture Tipper. Wouldn’t it be a wonderful sight if they took over your ‘goat hill’ area behind your house! 🙂
Those are just lovely! I love the bright color. Very special they came from Pap’s sister. Your weenie roast looked like such a fun time! We have to do that soon. All of the toppings and sides looked delicious too!
Since I’m a bit foolish (ok plumb foolish) over flowers, I must say the anemone are just delightful, lovely blooms saying “Oh Tipper, you worked so hard this summer and here we are to say thank you for another great year in the garden so we want you to end the season on a beautiful, high note of praise and glory for you! We blossomed our prettiest and fairest just for you!!!! Btw, you won’t mind if we walk and settle ourselves around will you to make sure you ALWAYS have pretty blooms to delight your eyes and lighten your heart with beauty?” I’d say let the anemone spread and just take over, but that’s the barefoot, dirt and bloom lover in me! I would have all flowers and no vegetables if I could… you may say I live for the flowers. I suppose I do. God bless you all with ailments and sickness. God knows we all have issues and He cares as He walks right beside us holding our little hands in His precious and capable hands. And we must be like Old Blue Eyes who sang “The best is yet to come and won’t it be fine! You think you’ve seen the sun, but you ain’t seen it shine…you ain’t seen nuthin yet!!!”
This is the first time I have heard that anemones are invasive. They used to grow in the flowerbed under one of the living room windows, but they didn’t return one year. The Cardinal Climber is not supposed to be invasive, but it has proved otherwise here at my house. The new plants have appeared in sidewalk cracks and about anywhere they can find a spot of soil, especially around my heavily mulched rosebed. It’s hard to get under the rose bush to pull the hundreds of new plants, so I had to resort to using weedkiller. The plants had grown up flagpoles and stayed put for 35 years until they started showing up everywhere last summer.
Those flowers are so pretty and very striking as other vegetation gets “rusty”. Here in the town I live 4 miles from, in west central IL, we broke a record yesterday. It reached 99° with the feels like over 100° A storm did pass through in the afternoon but it was brief and barely cooled down. Your backyard wiener roast brought back the best memories for me. I’ve mentioned that where I grew up out in the country, the neighbors down the road had a beautiful timber directly across the road from our house. He let their small flock of sheep roam the timber during the day and they kept it in pristine condition! We were allowed and encouraged to enjoy the timber as our own. That sweet, elderly couple had no children/grandchildren and they loved that my brother and I enjoyed the woods and creek so much. I can’t even count the number of wiener roasts we had over the years in that beautiful setting. Matt & Tipper, you are so right about everything tasting better cooked and eaten outside. I’ve spent my entire life enjoying a quiet fire to sit beside and reflect. And with prayers and great doctors I hope to continue for many years to come. I’ve instilled this love in another generation. Just 2 weeks ago, my grandson used old bricks and cinder blocks left behind by the people he bought his first home from & he’s put together a right nice little fire pit/sitting area. Soothing our souls in this chaotic world we’ve been forced into is a gift I hope many do for themselves ♡ Nathan’s hot dogs and marshmallows are now on my grocery list!
Randy, I’m so glad your day turned out the way it did but so sorry the pain returned to cause you the continued discomfort. Norman, I pray for all things to come together for you and deliver you from yet another issue. Of course I’m continuing my thoughts and prayers for the others in the BPA community as well as those we heard from on the live, Monday evening. I can’t remember the lady’s name who fell & couldn’t get help for days but know you are very strongly in my prayers♡
Beautiful flowers created by God our Heavenly Father and these pictured are cared for by His sweet Daughter in Christ, Tipper.
This is why I have an unofficial holiday, September 30th, “As Good As The Garden’s Ever Going To Look” Day. It’s been my experience that living in a zone where we don’t get killing frosts till maybe Election Day- or Veteran’s Day-ish, you’ll still see all the late bloomers through October, most likely, but they will slowly diminish with a lesser amount of sunlight than dark. But, they’re fun while they last!
I think you wrote a parable this morning, all but the ending. Guess that just goes to show nature is full of them, as Jesus demonstrated to. And any nature-based activity touches on the Designer being seen in the desgn. I had the idea a few weeks ago of walking a short loop trail near here and just seeing what parables I could spot along the way and/or what bible verses would relate. There is one spot with 4 yellow poplar trees growing from one rootstock. I thought of something Job said, “there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, it will live again…”. (not cut & paste so may differ). Strange that in all my years n the woods I never thought of looking, seeing and thinking that way. In your case, you have the dilemma; space or beauty – one of those chronic questions for an avid gardener.
So pretty! Love a good weenie roast too! ❤️
Those are very beautiful! I wonder why they started spreading after 15 years of stsying put. Flowers have minds of their own too, I guess. Your flower gardens are such interesting and beautiful places. I like reading the stories of your plants and that they have their roots in your family. Like the food ways passed down, maybe there are plant ways too.
Continuing in prayer for all of you, Acorn friends and thanking God for each one of you here.
Meg, thank you for your sweet note yesterday. I am so relieved things continue to look great for you and baby. Continue your rest and plenty of fluids. Yes, I think God must have directed my path. When I was in school, I seemed to always have the best aptitude for mother baby nursing. I worked in newborn and NICU while I was in graduate school getting my master’s degree, so I could “make” (as my granddaddy said) a neonatal nurse practitioner. I worked for 26 years as a NNP in a hospital NICU. That’s a lot of babies. I am praying for you and your baby, just as I prayed for every baby in my care. You’ve got this:)
Oh that is amazing! All those babies you prayed for over those years! Many must be grown people out in the world now. It touches my heart to think of how your prayers have helped them in their lives. Thank you for praying for my baby too! That brings happy grateful tears to my eyes! ❤️
Good morning. I am in Acadia National Park in Maine and saw these flowers yesterday at Asticou Gardens. So beautiful and I was surprised at the amount of flowers still blooming this far north.
I want to thank everyone for praying for me to be able to make it to the cemetery. I don’t say things like this often, I try to show my salvation through the way I live my life rather than talk about it. Just before I left yesterday to go the cemetery, most of the pain went away, I was able to walk to their graves with the help of a walker, sit by the graves and have my son change the flowers. I made it back home without being in a lot of pain but have been hurting during the night. I was laying here at 2 o’clock this morning with an ice pack on my ankle trying to ease it off enough to sleep. I believe with all my heart God was answering the prayers so many of you prayed for me when the pain went away allowing me to go to their graves. I will get me a wheelchair, I don’t need an expensive one, a used one will suit me just fine. There are several Goodwill stores and thrift stores within a 25 mile radius of me. When you live 15 miles away from the nearest town of your address, 25 miles is close by and almost next door! A long with the change in the temperature yesterday, I saw the change of fall that I look for first- the crab grass is starting to dry up and go to seed! I think the temperature is going back up to around 90 today and stay that way until next week and a better chance of rain.
Randy, I’m so happy you made it to the graves of your loved ones. I was awake this morning at three am and prayed for you.
What a testimony to the power of prayer. Thank you for sharing with us, Randy. I’m so thankful God eased your pain so you could accomplish the meaningful task of putting flowers on you daughter and wife’s graves. Will keep praying your ankle continues to improve.
Randy, that is a beautiful testimony. Praise the Lord!
There are lots of churches that have wheelchairs, walkers, walking sticks etc for free or for loan. Check around.
Pretty Flowers, God bless each and everyone of you, thank you for praying for me, please continue to do so, the mouthwash I’ve been using to fight this infection, I found out contains alcohol, it has blistered the inside of my mouth, God help, Lord please heal the sick, save the lost, comfort to suffering and struggling make life a little easier, in Jesus name I pray Amen
I will keep praying!
Norman, I had problems with sores inside my mouth not long after my daughter died. It was thought it might be cancer but was not. Long term use of Prednisone is the only thing that finally cured it. During this time I tried using something I think named Magic Mouthwash, it could be bought from a pharmacy already mixed or you could make your own from some over the counter medicine. I think it was Benadryl and Malox You could probably find the “recipe” by googling it. I don’t remember it stinging or burning. Maybe it would help you.
I wonder if they would grow in Ohio. They are beautiful. I’ll have to look it up. Even though you don’t get much sunshine your gardens are abundant with color always.
I enjoyed watching your weeny roast last night. Haven’t had one of those in a while in the backyard either. Matt sure knows how to build a fire too. You all were having such a good time. And know those little boys did.
Love you all
I live in Salem, South Carolina . Which in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. I love reading this everyday and watching you on Celebrating Appalachia. Thank you Tipper for bringing the knowledge of Appalachia . I was born here and tried my entire life to get back here. I now live in my Granny’s house and love it. I’ve been back for 5 years.
Pam, you live close to the city of Hogwalla! I am teasing you. I have heard the city of Walhalla called this all of my life. I live 65 miles away from Oconee State Park. I have spent many happy days in this area, camping at the park, fishing near the fish hatchery and always liked to visit the Stumphouse Tunnel. When Daddy would be with me, I would always stop at Moody Springs and let him get some jugs of water to bring back home. We have another member that was raised in Walhalla, he has been busy this weekend moving from Florida back to Georgia. I am friends with some of his relatives that live near Honea Path, SC nicknamed Sugar Foot by some of the older generations because of most people pronouncing it Honey Path.
We all called it Hogwaller, I guess we say it a little different. My daddy is from Walhalla. I’m so glad you came here and enjoyed the beauty of Oconee county.
Beautiful
That is one of the prettiest flowers I’ve ever seen. Fall is quickly approaching. God bless you all. Please keep me in your prayers.
I will!