Sunday, 31 July 2016

Hemerocallis -- Daylilies

"Hemerocallis -- Daylilies", drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2016




This week's drawing features a daylily that I recently saw growing in a friend's garden. I know it is a cultivar, but I could not find its name.  All I know is that since it is a daylily, it is of the genus, Hemerocallis

Since plants in the genus, Hemerocallis, are not considered to be true lilies, they are placed in family, Asphodelaceae (any lily-like plant whose roots can be eaten).  Asphodelaceae used to be one of the subfamilies of Liliaceae (which includes true lilies) which daylilies once called home, but now daylilies have been given a separate family since they are not true lilies.

[Notice that the preferred spelling is "daylily" as one word. Many dictionaries spell it as two words.] 

Hemerocallis is native to Eurasia, primarily eastern Asia, including China, Korea, and Japan. This genus is popular worldwide because of the showy flowers and hardiness of many kinds. There are over 60,000 registered cultivars. Hundreds of cultivars have fragrant flowers, and new scented cultivars are appearing frequently in northern hybridization programs. 

The word Hemerocallis is derived from two Greek words meaning "beauty" and "day," referring to the fact that each flower lasts only one 24 hour day. To make up for this, there are many flower buds on each daylily flower stalk, and many stalks in each clump of plants, so, the flowering period of a clump is usually several weeks long.





Portions of the above were taken from various Internet sources.
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MY SISTER, JANET, AND ME (usually the Suki and Sallie section)





My sister, Janet, caring for her 9-month-old sister, Sallie (me!)



Today, instead of writing about Suki and myself, I am devoting this space mainly to the memory of my sister, Janet.  She passed away on Monday afternoon, July 25, 2016.

Janet had not been well for the past seven months.  The cancer, with which she had been diagnosed and treated 5 years ago, returned at the beginning of this year. After chemo, she seemed to be doing well for a few months but then she collapsed this past Monday afternoon and never regained consciousness. She leaves behind her husband, two grown children and their families which include 3 wonderful grandchildren.  Her funeral was held yesterday in her home town in Tennessee (see photo below).


Janet's family arriving at the church 
She was my only remaining sibling.  It feels so very strange to be the last member of my immediate family still living.  I have often thought about all those stories, traditions and secrets which make up a family's history. These are the things that will be lost unless they are passed along to children and grandchildren. Knowing this makes me think that, perhaps, I should write down some of the things I remember so that I can share them with Janet's children since I have no children of my own.

Janet left home to attend university when I was 10 years old.  Our older sister had left home years before so, when Janet went away, I was left alone with our aging parents. At this point, my father moved us to a new home he had built located out in the middle of nowhere.  Our closest neighbour was a sharecropping family who lived over a mile away.  I had to take two school buses each way, each day in order to reach my school. 

This meant that I spent many hours each day with only my parents, my books, my special trees and all the farm animals (for which I was assigned responsibility) for company.  During the next 7 years, before I, too, left for university, I heard many stories from my mother that neither of my other sisters had heard. As well, I experienced many things in that isolated setting that had not been experienced by my sisters.

As I come to terms with my sister's death, I recall so many things that I shared with her in our adult years. Since Janet was 7 years older I was, we had to wait until I was a young adult myself before we really got acquainted and became not only sisters, but good friends. I am so grateful to have known her -- she was truly a wonderful lady and I am going to miss her very much.


Suki looks at me as if to say:
"Isn't it time to eat yet?"
As for Suki, she is doing reasonably well. She had a fairly quiet week and hasn't gotten into any mischief -- as far as I can tell! 

I have been able to decrease the amount of pain medication she is getting each day without any signs of distress on her part. This also means that she no longer is showing any signs of stomach upset.





Braden listens carefully as I read to his brother
As you know, I had arranged a visit to "my boys" and their parents this past Sunday.  I was able to make the trip and really enjoyed seeing them all. I arrived about 10 A.M. and had time to visit with the boys before we sat down to enjoy a delicious brunch together. After that we were able to visit a bit more before it was time for the boys to go for their naps. I had a wonderful time and did not suffer too much discomfort.  Of course, I was exhausted by the time I returned home, but it was worth it. Now we are talking about arranging another visit in a few months.






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EIGHTEENTH SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME






"Parable of the Rich Fool", drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2016




Someone in the crowd said to Jesus, “Teacher, tell my brother to share the inheritance with me.” He replied to him, “Friend, who appointed me as your judge and arbitrator?” Then he said to the crowd, “Take care to guard against all greed, for though one may be rich, one’s life does not consist of possessions.” Then he told them a parable. “There was a rich man whose land produced a bountiful harvest. He asked himself, ‘What shall I do, for I do not have space to store my harvest?’ And he said, ‘This is what I shall do: I shall tear down my barns and build larger ones. There I shall store all my grain and other goods and I shall say to myself, “Now as for you, you have so many good things stored up for many years, rest, eat, drink, be merry!”’ But God said to him, ‘You fool, this night your life will be demanded of you; and the things you have prepared, to whom will they belong?’ Thus will it be for all who store up treasure for themselves but are not rich in what matters to God.Luke 12:13-21



Sunday, 24 July 2016

Canada's Tulip

"Canada's Tulip -- 150 Years, July, 2017", drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2016



Recently, my dear friend, Joyce, sent me an email which contained a photograph of a very special tulip -- the 'Canada 150 Tulip'.  I had heard someone mention it several months ago and had meant to check it out; however, as with so many things these days, I forgot. So I was delighted to receive a reminder.

In fact, I was so delighted that I decided to go ahead and do some drawings of this special tulip.  I ended up with 5 drawings.  I am not quite satisfied with any of them yet; however, here are two with which I am somewhat pleased (see drawings above and below). Now, let me tell you just a bit about this special flower.





"Canada's Tulip -- July, 2017", drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2016






The Canada 150 Tulip was "bred" in the Netherlands.  I googled it and came across a quote from His Excellency Cees Kole, Ambassador of the Kingdom of the Netherlands, which read:  

The Canada 150 Tulip represents gratitude and the long-standing friendship between Canada and the Netherlands. Blooming in the colours of Canada’s flag, [the] Canada 150 Tulips will bring both pride and joy to gardens and communities from coast to coast to coast.

By next July, as we celebrate 150 years since Confederation, over 300,000 of these red and white lilies will be showcased in the National Capital Region's flower beds in Ottawa with thousands more expected to be planted in community gardens across Canada. What a glorious sight that will be!



Dows Lake, Commissioners Park, Ottawa
(Wikipedia -- Photo taken 2006)
Wikipedia states the following: 
"The Canada 150 tulip, also known as the Maple Leaf tulip, is the official tulip of Canada’s 150th anniversary and was unveiled May 9, 2016 in Commissioners Park, Ottawa. The tulip was selectively bred with an elegant white flower and red flames, which resembles the flag of Canada." 




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SUKI AND SALLIE



"Suki -- the Undercover Cat"

I am delighted to report that Suki has had a good week.  She seems to be handling her medication well.  She is showing only a slight bit of hesitation now as she goes to jump up on something and her limp is barely noticeable.

Thankfully, she has retained her fondness for turkey with gravy.  In an effort to help Suki lose weight and following the vet's advice, I have stopped giving her any dry food at all.  This means, of course, that Suki is very hungry now as we approach her meal times. Hopefully, by the next vet visit, her weight will be down by a pound.  [BTW, in case you have forgotten, Suki needs to lose a bit of weight so that there will be less strain on her ruptured cruciate ligament.] Of course, occasionally I still give her a couple of those little cat treats she loves so much, but I try to do this only once or twice a week and I limit her to just a couple each time.

Otherwise, this has been a reasonably quiet week for both Suki and for me. I did have one medical appointment, but that was an easy, follow-up-type appointment.  Apart from that there was just my usual weekly visit with dear Sharon as well as the regularly scheduled time with the irreplaceable Joycelyn!

As you may recall me mentioning, today, the 24 of July, is the day of my visit with "my boys".  So, I am actually writing this text on Saturday, but I won't be posting it until tomorrow morning just before I leave for early brunch at the home my boys share with their parents.

Here are a couple of recent photos of these two amazingly, wonderful children.  Judging from the photos, I would think that older brother, Braden, is "reading" one of his books to his little brother, Rònàn. After listening for a few moments, little brother decides he has had enough and strikes a pose which shows exactly what he thinks of this particular story!




Braden reads a story to his little brother





Little brother decides to graphically express his opinion of the story being read!



Next Sunday, I can tell you all about my visit -- and maybe, if the boys will stay still long enough, there will even be some photos!





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SEVENTEENTH SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME





"Icon -- Our Father...", by the hand of Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, rev. 2016


Jesus was praying in a certain place, and when he had finished, one of his disciples said to him, "Lord, teach us to pray just as John taught his disciples." He said to them, "When you pray, say: Our Father, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come. Give us each day our daily bread and forgive us our sins for we ourselves forgive everyone in debt to us and do not subject us to the final test."
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"And I tell you, ask and you will receive; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks, receives; and the one who seeks, finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened. What father among you would hand his son a snake when he asks for a fish? Or hand him a scorpion when he asks for an egg? If you then, who are wicked, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will the Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him?"  

Luke 11:1-4, 9-13

Sunday, 17 July 2016

Eremurus stenophyllus -- Foxtail Lilies

"Eremurus stenophyllus -- Foxtail Lilies", drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2016




"Kniphofia uvaria -- Torch Lilies",
drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer,
2013
Back in June of 2013, I posted a drawing of Kniphofia uvaria (see left), and even though they are not part of the Lily Family, they are commonly known as Torch Lilies. Today's featured drawing, Eremurus stenophyllus, commonly known as Foxtail Lilies, is, in fact, a member of the Lily Family.  

Although these two plants are barely even distant cousins, they both have something in common other than being called "lilies" -- with both, the "flower-head" is composed of many, many tiny "flowerets".  While I find these types of plants attractive and appealing, all those little flowers and buds require a lot of work -- not only drawing them but also the "building-up" of the whole "flower-head" part of the plant. 

By the time I finish, I have created a huge file which slowly becomes more and  more cumbersome to work with.  I know I need the type of Mac that runs software built to handle large art files, but somehow I never seem to get up the nerve to try to transfer all my art work from Windows to a Mac!

Anyway, enough complaining... let me tell you instead a bit about this fascinating plant from the genus, Eremurus.

Eremurus (family, Liliaceae) is a genus of deciduous perennial flowers, also known as foxtail lilies or desert candles. They are native to eastern Europe (Russia and the Ukraine) and temperate Asia in an area stretching from Turkey, north to Siberia and then eastwards to China. 

The many, small flowers produced crowd together on the long stalk in such a way that Eremurus actually looks similar to a group of bottle-brushes waiting to be used. 

The flowers of Eremurus stenophyllus (the drawing featured in today’s posting) are coppery to bright yellow in colour; however, the flowers of the many other varieties of Eremurus range in colour from white to pink to orange or any combination of those colours. 
The leaves grow in tufts of thin, green, strap-like strips. 

The various species of Eremurus are known for their thick roots which grow out from a central hub as well as for their height -- sometimes rising up to 10 feet over the foliage. 

The genus name, Eremurus, is taken from the Greek and means “single tail”. The species name, stenophyllus, is also taken from the Greek and means “narrow leaves”.





Portions of the above text are taken from various Internet sources.
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SUKI AND SALLIE 



Suki sits and stares at me!
You may recall my posting of July 3, 2016, wherein I recounted how Suki was commandeering my recliner first thing in the morning just as I was ready to sit in it, sipping my coffee while watching the news.  I made a statement in that posting which read: "I have informed Suki that this is one battle she cannot win."  Perhaps I should not have put it quite so forcibly -- anyway, let me tell you how things have progressed since then.

After pushing Suki out of my chair morning after morning for about a week, she decided that it made sense for her to get into her other favourite chair instead of trying to begin her after-breakfast nap in my recliner. The first morning this happened, I congratulated myself on having achieved a great victory in this ongoing battle between what I want and what Suki wants. However, I soon learned that this was such a Pyrrhic victory that it was really no victory at all. Let me explain by describing the sequence of events of my normal morning these days.

I am awakened at exactly 6 a.m. by Suki rattling the blinds.  Once up, I am "shephered" towards the kitchen by this feline where I sleepily prepare her food.  Once I have served her breakfast, I am free to take care of my own morning ablutions.  

After eating my breakfast, I pour myself a cup of coffee and head for my recliner which, thankfully, these days, is empty of any cats! I sit myself down, turn on the news and settle back in the chair with my coffee cup within easy reach on the end table. This all sounds perfectly lovely, doesn't it?  However, just wait...   

After about 25 minutes, my peaceful morning routine is interrupted by the sound of a cat meowing as she jumps out of the chair nearby where she had appeared to be sleeping soundly.  In fact, she has simply been waiting.... waiting for what she considers to be sufficient time to pass before she claims her absolute right to take her morning nap in my recliner.

I, of course, have no intention of giving up my chair quite yet which is what I tell Suki in my best schoolmarm's voice.  She ignores me and continues to sit in my line of sight and simply stare. So, at this point, I can't watch TV without seeing Suki staring at me.  So, I force myself to try my best to ignore her which, as you can imagine, is almost impossible.  

When I still haven't moved after about 10 minutes, Suki ramps up her campaign by going behind the recliner and using it as a scratching post. Although this is a major infraction of the rules, which all my yelling does nothing to stop, Suki knows I can't reach her without actually getting out of the chair.  

Finally, I give up and get up ... by now I have missed half my morning news show and my remaining coffee is cold.  As soon as Suki hears me begin the process of getting myself out of the recliner, she stops her naughtiness, sneaks past me and quickly jumps up onto the seat cushion the instant it is free.  She quickly settles down to sleep and, I swear, it almost looks as though she is smiling!  When will I learn that the cat always wins?

As for me, I continue to be about the same as usual.  I only have one medical appointment scheduled for the coming week and it will be an easy one.  Otherwise, I expect that, once again, this will be another fairly quiet week for me.  

I do have a big event occurring next Sunday -- I will be visiting "my boys" and their parents.  Since I have to leave here fairly early, I will try to finish my blog posting on Saturday and attempt to set the scheduling timer on Google so that the posting will actually be published on Sunday.  I hope it works!  





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SIXTEENTH SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME





"Icon -- 'Mary has chosen the better part' ", by the hand of
Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, rev. 2016




Jesus entered a village where a woman whose name was Martha welcomed him. She had a sister named Mary who sat beside the Lord at his feet listening to him speak. Martha, burdened with much serving, came to him and said, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me by myself to do the serving? Tell her to help me.” The Lord said to her in reply, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and worried about many things. There is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part and it will not be taken from her.”  Luke 10:38-42

Sunday, 10 July 2016

Sarracenia chelsoni -- Pitcher Plant

"Sarracenia x chelsoni -- Trumpet Pitcher Plant", drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2016





Today's featured drawing is another one of those carnivorous, "bug-eating" trumpet pitcher plants.  While these plants do not fit the ideals most of us hold for defining something as beautiful, they are fascinating nonetheless. These are plants with an obvious task -- too help control the bug population -- the same bug population that causes mankind so much distress and suffering whenever it gets out of control.  Thus, this plant is just one more reminder of how interdependent all the components of this planet -- including us -- were meant to be. Yet, we continue to casually destroy the wetlands and grassy plains -- the home of the trumpet plants -- in order to put up industrial parks and parking lots.  Then, when summer arrives with its huge populations of attacking bugs, we bring out the poison spray!  In my opinion, we should have kept the wetlands and allowed the trumpet pitcher plants -- along with the bug-eating birds and larvae-eating snakes -- to help manage the problem naturally... no poison involved.

I will now get off my soapbox and tell you about Sarracenia

Sarracenia x chelsonii, family Sarraceniacee, is a hybrid developed as a result of crossing Sarracenia rubra with Sarracenia purpurea – at least this appears to be the case from my research. 

It is an elegant plant with a wine-red color which it probably inherited from Sarracenia purpurea (see below).



"Sarracenia purpurea"


The genus, Sarracenia, was named for Dr. Michel Sarrazin, 18th century physician and botanist in Quebec, Canada. As for the name of the cultivar, chelsonii, I have, thus far, been unable to determine exactly who this “Chelson” person might be. 

Sarracenia is a genus comprising 8 to 11 species of North American pitcher plants, commonly called trumpet pitchers. These are carnivorous plants indigenous to the eastern seaboard of the United States, Texas, the Great Lakes area and southeastern Canada, with most species occurring only in the southeastern United States. The plant's leaves have evolved into a funnel or pitcher shape in order to trap insects. Sarracenia tend to inhabit permanently wet fens, swamps, and grassy plains.

Once again, I would remind any reader who is eligible to vote in the local elections in the U.S. states of Alabama, Mississippi, Florida, Georgia, and South Carolina to please consider helping those who are trying to protect, through state legislation, the land these plants inhabit. This protection needs to include not only public land but privately held land as well. I know that trying to tell a landowner what he can and can’t do on his land goes against the whole American ethos, but, remember, if we don’t start protecting all aspects of the interdependent functioning of our planet, we will end up with a world so broken that, like Humpty-Dumpty, it can never be put together again.



Portions of the information given here were taken from various Internet sources.
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BRADEN AND RÒNÀN 




Recently, "my boys" went to Cuba for a holiday with their parents and grandparents.  According to the reports I have gotten from their parents, both boys had a great time.  Ro, who was seeing the ocean for the first time, seemed to be particularly delighted by the surf.

Following are a few photos I chose from the many that their mom shared with me upon their return.  While there are a number of pictures I plan to share in the future, today, however, I just wanted to give you a sense of their trip -- showing you a bit of how "my boys" seemed to deal with the whole holiday experience.




The boys check out the hotel lobby after arriving in Cuba with
their parents and grandparents in tow.




The boys discover all sorts of interesting things on the hotel grounds, including this
vehicle.  Braden very kindly offers to take his little brother for a ride!




Next morning, the boys take a good look at the ocean -- and from the expressions on their
faces, I would say that they are not too sure about all that sand, water and waves!





Braden is the first to get into the surf .... and he looks as though he is enjoying it ...




... however, his little brother is close behind!
You can easily see that he is very pleased with this watery experience!




After having a consultation, both brothers agree:  "This is going to be a great vacation!"  
(and according to all the reports I have had thus far, it was a very good holiday, indeed.)










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SUKI AND SALLIE



Anyone who regularly reads my postings
about Suki should be able to tell me instantly
what is happening in this photo!
You're correct ... this is indeed a photo (taken
by my friend, Amra) of Suki waiting to be fed. 
Suki and I had a visitor this past week -- my friend, Amra. She is not only my friend but she is a friend of Suki's as well. She even brought a gift for Suki: four cans of her favourite food (turkey with gravy).  Suki was very pleased to see her. After all, the way to Suki's heart is definitely through her stomach!

Did I tell you that I have had to lower the dosage of Suki's medication? Soon after she begin getting a large daily dose of the pain medication just prior to her noon meal, Suki seemed to be unable to keep her food down. After several days of experiencing this problem, I contacted the vet. She suggested that I try cutting the dose of medication in half. I did so and immediately Suki stopped vomiting after her noon meal. 

Since then, there have been no new occurrences of this problem and, as best as I can tell, Suki doesn't seem to be in any additional pain or discomfort. I plan to watch her carefully, however, as we all know how hard cats work at concealing any disabilities they have -- a leftover from the days when predators were always watching for any animal showing signs of weakness as they knew they would be easy prey.

As well as having a guest this past week, I also had a medical appointment.  Nothing serious, just the usual follow-up with a specialist.

This coming week, I only have one medical visit scheduled; otherwise, the coming days should be fairly quiet ones.




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FIFTEENTH SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME 




"Icon -- The Good Samaritan", by the hand of Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, rev. 2016



There was a scholar of the law who stood up to test him and said, "Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?" Jesus said to him, "What is written in the law? How do you read it?" He said in reply, "You shall love the Lord, your God, with all your heart, with all your being, with all your strength, and with all your mind, and your neighbour as yourself." He replied to him, "You have answered correctly; do this and you will live." But because he wished to justify himself, he said to Jesus, "And who is my neighbour?"  Jesus replied....  
"A man fell victim to robbers as he went down from Jerusalem to Jericho. They stripped and beat him and went off leaving him half-dead. A priest happened to be going down that road, but when he saw him, he passed by on the opposite side. Likewise a Levite came to the place, and when he saw him, he passed by on the opposite side. But a Samaritan traveler who came upon him was moved with compassion at the sight. He approached the victim, poured oil and wine over his wounds and bandaged them. Then he lifted him up on his own animal, took him to an inn, and cared for him. The next day he took out two silver coins and gave them to the innkeeper with the instruction, 'Take care of him. If you spend more than what I have given you, I shall repay you on my way back.' Which of these three, in your opinion, was neighbour to the robbers' victim?"
He answered, "The one who treated him with mercy." Jesus said to him, "Go and do likewise."  Luke 10:25-37


Sunday, 3 July 2016

Gaillardia x grandiflora 'Fanfare'

"Gaillardia x grandiflora 'Fanfare' ", drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2016




Gaillardia is a flower which I have drawn previously although this is the first time I have tried drawing this unusual hybrid known as 'Fanfare'.  My previous efforts (see below) were done in the autumn of 2009.



Gaillardia -- Blanket Flower


Gaillardia from Cape Breton




Gaillardia x grandiflora 'Fanfare', is a flowering plant in the sunflower family, Asteraceae, native to North and South America. It is a hybrid Blanket Flower – the Blanket Flower is a cross between two North American native wildflowers, Gaillardia aristata and Gaillardia pulchella

Gaillardia x grandiflora 'Fanfare' has large, daisy-like, upward facing flowers with deep reddish/burnt orange centres from which, flaring outwards like trumpets, are the petals. As these open, the colouring of various parts of the blossom go from red to orange to yellow. The bright green leaves are arranged alternately

Following are a couple of legends regarding the Gaillardia flowers:
"The common name of Blanket Flower given to Gaillardia is believed to have arisen as a reference to Native American rug weaving of the south-western U.S. which, to this very day, includes similar colours. 
While the most common name for all Gaillardia is Blanket Flower, it is also widely known as Indian Blanket.  There is even a legend to accompany the name; 
The story is told of an Indian child lost on the prairie. As the sun was going down, she became cold, damp and very afraid. She asked the Great Spirit to provide her with a blanket. When she awoke at dawn, she found herself “covered” with masses of beautiful flowers whose petals contained the very same colours as those found in her mother's woven blankets."  

It has also been suggested that the name, Blanket Flower, arose from the density of these blossoms – the flowers grow so closely together that in early summer a colony of Gaillardia seems to form a continuous blanket of blooms. 

Additionally, there is a story supposedly told by the Aztec peoples that claims that the Gaillardia blossoms were originally solid yellow. However, during those days following the arrival of the Conquistadors, when so much Aztec blood was spilled, these flowers, feeling great sadness, added red to their petals to honour the slain.” [Original text taken from the “Paghat the Ratgirl” web page bearing title: 'Fanfare' Gaillardia grandiflora". 

The genus name of Gaillardia is taken from the name of M. Gaillard de Marentoneau, 18th-century French magistrate and patron of botany. As for the species name, x grandiflora is taken from the Latin and simply means a hybrid with large flowers. Finally, turning to the cultivar name of 'Fanfare', I wonder if it was so named because the "flowerets" look a bit like trumpets? Just a thought...






Much of the above text was taken from various Internet sources and includes my editing and changes.
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SUKI AND SALLIE




Suki's nap is disturbed by a noise in the hallway!
I have mentioned on numerous occasions how Suki has selected various chairs and locations throughout our home which she considers to be exclusively hers.

I have also noted how, for the most part, I have tried to tolerate her apparent sense of ownership; although, I must admit, I do feel a bit embarrassed when Suki sits and stares, unblinkingly, at any guest of mine who has had the audacity to sit in one of her chairs!

Although she has claimed several chairs as her own throughout the years we have been together, Suki has never once attempted to claim my favourite chair (the recliner).  She has left it alone until now...  

Recently, I told you how a few months ago, Suki started getting into my chair each morning after I had finished watching the morning news on TV.  [She knows that my routine is breakfast, TV news from both Canadian and U.S. stations and then on to the computer until lunch time.]  

Suki began exhibiting this new behaviour soon after that traumatic visit to the vet a couple of months ago when her ruptured cruciate ligament was first diagnosed and, so, I just assumed that the warm seat I was leaving behind gave her a bit of emotional comfort and maybe even provided some relief to her arthritic joints.  So, I told myself that I was OK with this.

This week, however, things changed dramatically. Since Monday, Suki has been getting onto my chair as soon as she finishes her breakfast so that when I finish my breakfast and go to sit down in MY chair, there is a big, black cat sprawled across the seat pretending to be so soundly asleep that she cannot hear me yelling at her!

This means that I have to set my coffee mug down, return to the chair, pick up this black, furry thing, deposit it elsewhere, pick up my coffee mug and then return to my now-vacant chair.  Of course, occasionally, I forget to pick up my coffee and so, having already seated myself, am forced to painfully get up again, swearing the entire time, and retrieve my coffee mug. Finally I am free to relax comfortably in my own chair for the next hour -- or so you would think.

For the first five days after I moved her, Suki appeared to accept the inevitable and was content to go back to sleep. However, these past two days, she has jumped off wherever I placed her and come over next to my chair in order to try her "sit and stare unblinkingly" routine on me. Fortunately, I have had years of experience in these matters and so I do not make the mistake of trying to out-stare her. Instead, I simply ignore her until she finally gives up and goes elsewhere to continue her napping.

By the way, after Suki finally settles down somewhere while waiting for me to vacate my chair, she appears to return to that deep sleep normal for a post-breakfast nap; however, it is obvious that she "keeps one ear open" the entire time.  I say this because I have watched in amazement these past couple of mornings at how quickly Suki moves the moment she hears me getting out of my chair and heading for the computer! She quickly jumps up onto the recently-vacated seat of my chair, makes one full turn, plops herself down and, with a deep sigh, returns to her sleeping.

I have informed Suki that this is one battle she cannot win.  I will keep you informed on how the war is progressing; although, I do, occasionally, have my doubts as to how long I will able able to hold out against those big, green eyes and that plaintive meow...

Otherwise, things are much the same as usual at our house.  

Suki and I both stayed home and watched the Canada Day celebrations on TV.  I did go out on my balcony when the fireworks began down by the Lake -- I can see just enough of the western sky from there so that the apex of each exploding firework is visible in the night sky for a few seconds. While fireworks can be stunning, I find that after about 5 minutes, I have had enough.

I only had one medical appointment this past week and I only have one this coming week.  So, thankfully, I won't have to often go out into the hot, humid weather which the forecasters predict will be arriving on Tuesday. Best of all, a dear friend is coming by for a visit on Thursday -- something I am looking forward to very much.

Finally, let me wish a.... 





Belated Happy Canada Day to all my fellow Canadians and a Happy 4th of July to all my readers in the U.S. of A.  






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FOURTEENTH SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME





"Icon -- Christ -- Theotokos", by the hand of Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, rev. 2016





After this the Lord appointed seventy others and sent them on ahead of him in pairs to every town and place where he himself intended to go. He said to them, “The harvest is plentiful, but the labourers are few; therefore ask the Lord of the harvest to send out labourers into his harvest. Go on your way. See, I am sending you out like lambs into the midst of wolves. Carry no purse, no bag, no sandals; and greet no one on the road. Whatever house you enter, first say, ‘Peace be to this house!’ And if anyone is there who shares in peace, your peace will rest on that person; but if not, it will return to you. Remain in the same house, eating and drinking whatever they provide, for the labourer deserves to be paid. Do not move about from house to house. Whenever you enter a town and its people welcome you, eat what is set before you; cure the sick who are there, and say to them, ‘The kingdom of God has come near to you.’ Luke 10:1-9