A Spring Garden Comes To Life

P. Allen Smith is Wonderful with Kids

Heaven “scent” ‘Nevada’ is blooming. When the wind whispers through its softer than angels’ wings petals, one has the allusion that butterflies are fluttering all about. Its a magic rose flower bush. Simply breathtaking. The cool spring continues in Central Illinois. This coolness allows flowers to last and bloom stages Continue Reading

Vignette One: The Chicago Flower and Garden Show’s ‘Appeal’ of John Gidding

John Gidding at the 'W'

  Vignette. I like the sound of it, don’t you? A French word, it can be used as a noun or a verb. To bring you the wonders of the Chicago Flower and Garden Show, a Tony Abruscato Flower Show Production* that I was a speaker at last week, I Continue Reading

P. Allen Smith Garden2Blog 2014 Event Announced

P. Allen Smith at Proven Winner Booth at IGC Sho

Pretty, sharp, and professional, Mimi San Pedro, CMO of P. Allen Smith at the Proven Winners display during the #IGCShow last August greeted me instantly. Delighted to wait while P. Allen mesmerized the crowd with the new Proven Winners Purple Passion and to meet him in person, I was tickled Continue Reading

Rose Garden Surprise Visitors

Crawfish with A Touch of Class

“Everything I can catch has its picture taken with a rose.”                                                                                                  ~Susan Fox Do you like surprises? You’ve probably heard, “I love surprises, or “tell me now because I don’t like surprises!” A prominent psychologist once said, “Our degree of sanity is directly related to our ability to adapt Continue Reading

Roses In The Summertime

Love Song, A Floribunda Rose in Gagas Garden Summertime 2013

Summertime and the livin’ is easy. The Illinois skies filled with billowy ivory clouds against a crystalline blue rival the big skies of Texas that enthralled Georgia O’Keeffe and me. I cannot remember a more beautiful summer. Temperatures during the day have been a perfect 72 degrees. All things being Continue Reading