Cincinnati had an annual flower show on the regular. Then the recession hit and then the Cincinnati Horticultural Society couldn't do it (or didn't do it) for four years. Then in March I started to notice billboards go up for the return of the Show this year.
|Rain or shine. Guess which day we went.|
Saturday weather was idyllic, and we therefore spent it weeding and mowing the lawn and chasing after Smalls. Sunday it gushed pretty much unceasingly so naturally we suited up to walk around outside in the wet.
I'm told the crowds thronged in for the great weather, but the good luck within bad luck was that there was no crowd for us. Or, you know, hardly anyone at all. We came around 4pm with no tickets, and were given courtesy tickets at the gate for free so this event cost us only what I spent in plants and cheddar+carmel corn. The rain meant business, and Smalls has a dangerously short attention span anyway, so we just did a quick race through.
|There were actually people here, just not many to be found out of tents|
There was a barbecue event (special tickets), and a bourbon tasting on Saturday (cry), and a mother-daughter tea (which I would delightedly drag my kid to because they had a gloriously dressed Mary Poppins lady in full chalk-painting-land regalia there I kid you not. I didn't get a photo, I was trying to juggle my giant golf umbrella and at the time I didn't realize I was blogging again. Regrets.)
What I used to love about the flower show is the model plantings, where you can see new and tested plants in garden settings.
I saw this and thought, "Why! Sweet Woodruff. I should have that in my yard." Of course that might require you to reign yourself in if you start to see things that you covet all around.
|"Why! I totally need these red star thingies!"|
This year they featured a variety of model window boxes. I love looking at the new coleus and heuchera cultivars. So many more colors than they used to have!
And, as in the past, they had a competition run by the Horticultural Society. People compete with their gorgeous orchids and toad lillies and I'm afraid I didn't get more than a few minutes in there. I did manage to catch this friggin awe-inspiring arrangement featuring David Austin Garden Roses.
|needwant :: drool ::|
And lots of perky
deer-bait I mean tulips.
|excuse my jealousy...|
Yeatman's Cove was splendidly decked out with blossoming trees. The grounds were meticulously cared for, and it was a lovely space to spend time in and sit beneath the trees. You know, probably.
Despite the unceasing rain, that got quite nasty around 5pm, it was a really nicely turned out spot for the show and I hope they consider having it by the river next year as well. I enjoy the Flower Show, and I'll go back as long as they keep doing it.
April is also the time when the mature cherry trees in Ault Park bloom. We did go and picnic.
|"Is that a leaf? Don't eat the leaf. No, DON'T eat the leaf."|
I'm glad we went, though it's a bit more of a production than it used to be. Cincinnatians know that the cherries in Ault Park are a sight to see.
Lately I feel it's more important than ever to not be content to just let time march on, but to mark it with personal observances, make my own traditions, and to celebrate life and renewal when the opportunity strikes.
Preferably with bourbon.
LINK : PR Bit on the Flower Show from the Cincinnati Business Courier