I admit it, I am such a sucker for Tulip Poplars. The moment the blooms open I run berserk with a camera, shooting pictures from every available angle, pulling the limbs to get self and digital into better positions and generally making quite the fool of myself.I don't care. I planted this tree years ago when it was very small and waited and waited and waited......each spring checking to see if there was anything closely or even remotely resembling a flower bud. To no avail.
Last year and this year have been the first blooms. I am in heaven! The scent, the texture of the petals, the huge cone center, the amazing bright orange and greenish yellows they display---OH! Wonderful! I discovered last Fall the seedpods are quirky and sturdy enough to use in the box canvasses, coated with a heavy varnish and fluid acrylic if need (or want) be.
So here you are, stuck with no intellectual content; just the results of Anne and her camera doing something most likely resembling a Pagan Fertility Ritual around the poplar.
Well, look at the bright side.......you don't live next door to me.
And yes, I was dressed.
Hope you find something today to bring you the joy that these bring to me!
(And go make art!!!!)
(As an aside; you can actually cut the flowers and bring them in for a bouquet. They last a fairly decent time and are the most unusual thing to put into an otherwise common arrangement.)
