Forsooth! Forced Forsythias

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.

Worked like a charm! Lovely!

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.”

Before: Friday morning

After: Sunday Morning

About literarylee

I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.
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