If you were reading this blog back in aught '07, you might recall that several years past, our city fathers installed little corner gardens at the main intersections downtown in an effort to slow down traffic. All were carefully landscaped and most have prospered over the years, tho one or two suffer from pedestrians who insist upon using them for short cuts.
The one thing the city fathers did not order up was hollyhocks. Yet what did I see the other day but three or four plants, right there in the planter in front of the Gurley Street Grill, happily blooming away. As I've mentioned previously, Prescott is a hollyhock sort of town; once those lovely old fashioned flowers get a toehold, they go wild here -- and it so happens that half a block around the corner from the Grill, hollyhocks happen every year.
Not my fault. I did not drop a few seed pods in front of the restaurant, though I did throw some down along the creek next to the Bank of America in front of the mural (with no results). Wonder how long these plants will last, whether days, months, or years.
Is the grill in the snaps the one with the sensational pot roast??
ReplyDeleteHermano
Hollyhocks are my favorite old fashioned flower.
ReplyDeleteGJ, enjoyed the post. Some of our roses are comming out nicely, but the rain is relentless.
ReplyDeletebro -- the very same pot roast!
ReplyDeleteLMlyn -- mine, too, which is one of the reasons that I love Prescott.
steve -- shortly, a post of the three GrannyJ roses.
Oops! The grandchillen have been on my computer & I made that comment, not the GD.
ReplyDeleteI always preferred more natural, spontaneous landscaping than the manicured look
ReplyDeleteAaahhhh, so YOU'RE the hollyhock version of Johnny Appleseed!
ReplyDelete~Anon in AV.
dagny -- I'm with you on the landscaping.
ReplyDeleteanon av -- you bet! We now have a yellow hollyhock on an alleyway embankment in the neighborhood.