As I was driving to work this morning I noticed my neighbors beautiful hydrangea bush – it was loaded with gorgeous blue blossoms. Hydrangeas are one of my very favorites! I think I notice hydrangeas more now than I did many years ago – because they always make me smile. Why do they make me smile?
When Karen’s son Nicholas (the grandson of my heart) was just 2 ½ years old he was learning the names of the flowers in the garden – (don’t let him hear me say this, but he is really, really bright!) His caretaker Virginia walked around the garden saying “rose” – “daisy” – etc. When they got to Karen’s beautiful hydrangea bush the name was pretty big for a 2 year old! So Virginia broke it into two parts and taught him “Hi Drangea!” – so it sounded like a greeting. Nicholas repeated “Hi Drangea!” several times – he got it!
The following day as they walked around the garden Nicholas remembered the names of all the flowers. When they walked by the hydrangea bush he said “Hello Drangea!” How cute is that???
That’s a great story and makes feel better about hydrangea bushes in general. I like the color blue so I gravitate to it when come out to do my morning business. My neighbor’s bush is her pride and joy, I realize that, but I thought a little extra watering wouldn’t hurt. I was rudely informed, “Not so Jack,” by my human. Glad to know another 2 1/2yr old was fascinated by the blue and got in less trouble than me.
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