My wife had the enviably clever idea of cutting a few forsythia branches from a huge bush near our apartment, and sticking them in water to force them to blossom earlier than their outside brethren on the bush.
It worked like a charm. She set the first bunch in a medium sized vase along with sprigs of lavender and rosemary from the garden. High drama for us, watching the little budlets grow and swell each day until after a few days, Fwoom!, they appeared. Lovely.
With confidence born of her success, she cut some more, this time longer ones set alone in a dramatic display on the coffee table. “These will come fast, I think,” she said. “Let’s take a before and after shot.”
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