Well, lots of folks from Denham Springs westward to Crowley are now getting down to the nitty gritty of dealing with the flooding aftermath. I don’t envy those unfortunate souls one bit. As I said, been there, done that, and hope not to do it again anytime soon. I know that sounds selfish, but this bayou woman isn’t getting any younger, and the last double whammy of storms in 2008 ’bout did me in.
Furthermore, the Internet images of the wide-spread flooding, gutted homes, and people’s lives piled high along the curbs are overwhelming, and depressing, to put it mildly. So, for a little distraction and a bright spot in an otherwise dismally hot September, let me show you what’s blooming down the bayou.
My Bird of Paradise. (Remember Rowan and Martin’s “Laugh-in”? Uh-huh! I KNEW you did!) If you know what I’m talking about, leave their quote in the comment section, and I’ll enter you in a drawing for a little bayou prize!
Below is a Bromeliad bloom. I’ve had these plants for so long, and even after I leave them exposed to the elements all winter, they forgive me every late summer by putting out their lovely show of hot pink flowers with those funny little hangie-downie purple and green things! I know, not very botanical sounding, but they’re so pretty!
And right next to those, and now naturalizing throughout my flower pots and yard are these simple little delightful Mexican Petunia flowers.
And not to leave them out, there are the stunning Cajun Hibiscus that managed to survive the winter. Even though they are a cultivated hybrid, they are still a gorgeous addition to my potted plants. You can see a few of the blue flowers of my Plumbago to the left–another old-fashioned potted flowering bush that I adore.)
BAB, my tour boat, is once again blocked in by a severe inundation of water hyacinths. Before September arrived, I went to check on things to see if maybe I should go ahead and take the boat off the lift, put it back on the trailer, and launch it for every tour. Alas, I was too late. BAB was already socked in. That’s what the heat does–promotes rapid growth of these floating non-native aquatic plants. The leaves are bigger this year than last. *Big sigh*, so, I won’t be doing any tours this month. Even though they produce appealing purple flowers resembling the grape hyacinth, I still can’t bring myself to forgive them for being such a nuisance. Sorry, WH, no can do!
I’ve been told time and time again by my Wonderful Web Wizard that I should post these in thumbnail size to allow for faster loading and better visibility on mobile devices, but I LOVE my flowers, and I just can’t help myself. I figure most of you my age are viewing this on a desktop, laptop, iPad or Kindle device, so maybe you won’t mind a few extra seconds of loading time in order to share in the beauty with me. Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong; unless you are my WWW, then you may fuss me via email after while! And maybe I’ll come back later and reduce them to thumbnails.
It’s been a long, hot, humid summer; and altogether a pretty weird year. I don’t think I’ve ever said I’m ready for a year to end; as though the marking of said year would also punctuate the end of bad stuff and somehow usher in a year abundant with blessings, fair weather, and good fortune.
Well, a Bayou Woman can wish, can’t she?