tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post2675445162417152587..comments2007-09-04T21:44:04.544-05:00Julie Zickefoosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06654698829603424649noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-45828339214801337202007-09-04T21:44:00.000-05:002007-09-04T21:44:00.000-05:00Julie<BR/>I LOVE tuberoses but haven't thought about them in years. My brother and his wife had real tuberoses dipped in wax on their wedding cake. They were married 45 Augusts ago. <BR/>Also....loved seeing the vase. I have the exact one in yellow in my upstairs bathroom. <BR/>And...gotta love those kids of yours!Joycenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-38423753938862561662007-09-04T18:28:00.000-05:002007-09-04T18:28:00.000-05:00I wonder if I could smell the tuberoses? Being anosmic is a drag sometimes. Love the little vase, though - very sweet.<BR/><BR/>Nice nighthawk photos. I certainly hope you didn't <I>curse</I> when you were taking those pictures.<BR/><BR/>~KathiKatDochttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186814675058675885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-18058428125972976172007-09-04T17:35:00.000-05:002007-09-04T17:35:00.000-05:00nothing to do with your post today Julie, but had to pass this along:<BR/><BR/>since I failed the assignment to use "gutpile" in conversation on Sun., for redemption and curiosity, I just googled "gutpile" to see what might come up and guess what -- it's the name of a heavy metal band out there (thought you and Bill as musicians would appreciate that). On a more positive note, there is also an active "Project Gutpile" going on which encourages outdoorsmen NOT to use lead ammo or other lead items because of the ill effects on the environment and wildlife.<BR/> Who knew....?cyberthrushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01883119145892591610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-31009153943320835102007-09-04T12:51:00.000-05:002007-09-04T12:51:00.000-05:00Littleorangeguy, I'm with you. I love flowers, but those with strong fragrances really bother me. Most perfumes give me a headache and asthma like symptoms as well. My whole family is that way, so it must be genetic? KathyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-78616667086585291522007-09-04T10:17:00.000-05:002007-09-04T10:17:00.000-05:00Love that Hall vase. <BR/><BR/>And much as nostalgia is rooted in the olfactory bulb, so too is allergia. Those tuberoses would send me round the bend, but I am very happy to admire them from afar. The overhead shot is especially nice.littleorangeguyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12654738679277701610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-28381357235783155732007-09-04T09:34:00.000-05:002007-09-04T09:34:00.000-05:00Wow. Just wow.<BR/><BR/>I LOVE the idea of being overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent of flowers.... I get it from my mother; she plants gardenias, jasmine, tuberoses, and other fragrant blooms. That's interesting how the tuberose only puts out its scent at night; how in the world does it control it?dguzmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01811101661607351661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-21215982871263350602007-09-04T08:54:00.000-05:002007-09-04T08:54:00.000-05:00Dorothy,<BR/><BR/>Any tuberoses you order now you'll just have to save to plant until next spring, after danger of frost. I'd imagine a bulb company would ship in October or November, since they're still in leaf now. They'll wait until the leaves die back, dig them up, and send them.<BR/>You plant tuberoses in the spring, and you must dig them in the autumn after the leaves die back. I store mine in the basement where it's cool and dark, in brown paper bags or joint compound buckets, with the gladiolus bulbs.<BR/>Tuberoses are a long-season plant. They need a long growing season, and don't start blooming until August in southern Ohio. Which is why Trixie is swooning up there in Alaska, poor dear. I'm delighted to hear from those who remember tuberoses. Nostalgia is rooted in the olfactory bulbs, after all.Julie Zickefoosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06654698829603424649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-61740006275251717102007-09-04T08:04:00.000-05:002007-09-04T08:04:00.000-05:00I am definitely going to order some tuberoses today. I wonder if it's too late? Are they perennials? I am dying to smell their scent. And I have a vase that looks exactly like that, it was a lucky find in a thrift shop.<BR/>Lovely post, Julie!Dorothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12877365453453071691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-51221012714910423542007-09-04T08:03:00.000-05:002007-09-04T08:03:00.000-05:00I've been waiting for you to see the nighthawks--I read your calendar essay in a bookstore, and knew it must be that time for you on Indigo Hill!<BR/>I look and never see--what a treat they must be.<BR/>I appreciate the beauty and grace you share here. Keep going.ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07888238636692649668noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-13554093868773325052007-09-04T07:11:00.000-05:002007-09-04T07:11:00.000-05:00we don't get nighthawks here very often and only during migration but I think they are so wonderful and exotic....and tuberoses remind me of my grandmother. Another wonderful post.Mary Richmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987381109911597964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-25105230551357084572007-09-04T06:05:00.000-05:002007-09-04T06:05:00.000-05:00What a very beautiful post Julie... Moving and delightful indeed.Jaynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14057094040409159429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-55766898227055538722007-09-03T22:41:00.000-05:002007-09-03T22:41:00.000-05:00Julie,<BR/><BR/>That is a gorgeous vase. And I used to grow tuberose when I was in college. They do have an old feeling and an amazing scent. I have nothing like that now, you have taken me back in years. Ahhhh.....Trixiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04765602736333069178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-9268351834568105862007-09-03T21:23:00.000-05:002007-09-03T21:23:00.000-05:00When you share that abundance, we are all staggered. Your eyes see things mine never will, and I so deeply appreciate all you offer...<BR/><BR/>Cool post.Grace, Every Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03119943581970095780noreply@blogger.com