Youth—Age

The Hydrangea in its glory and (at least temporary) old age. Same being. All that’s changed is time. Picture Picture. I showed the glory last June 25. Now a couple of close-ups:

One of the observations I have made for many years now is that the old are not even seen—which causes me to have to exert special efforts even to comb my hair before I go shopping—and I might get past the sunroom door like that were it not for Brigitte’s eagle eyes; they still see me, alas. But our noble hydrangea even draws the eye in its wintry garb. It drew my eyes this morning as the rain began to dribble sullenly on our back yard.

The Dove in the Garden

           
The lovely shrub is our hydrangea; it is unusually showy this year. Our particular shrub is Hydrangea macrophylla. The variety is “Taube,” from the German for pigeon or dove. Hydrangea is a Latinized Greek word constructed by Linnaeus meaning “water cup,” referring to its cup-shaped seed pods. Macrophylla translates as “big-leaved.” This plant originates in southeast Japan.

One interesting fact about this type of hydrangea is that the color of its petals depends on whether or not the soil is caustic or acidic and therefore either holds or releases the aluminum in the soil. Our soil is obviously caustic—because the leaves are pink. But Brigitte has another, younger version, taken from the original shrub shown but planted in different soil—and sure enough, its petals are blue! Other names? There are several: Bigleaf Hydrangea, Lacecap Hydrangea, Penny Mac, and Hortensia. There are yet others, but those (e.g., Mophead) do not apply to our cultivar.

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