Blue bottles in the garden

(re-post)

I first saw blue bottles upended on bamboo poles many years ago in a garden and I translated the wonderful idea into my garden using four or five foot pencil rebar as the stakes which let the bottles sway gently and at times sound  against one another.

 

Most recently I discovered blue bottles on the ends of an actual plant in front of a house by which Grandkid and I stroll.  My antenna went out for bottles - I tried clear bud vases but they didn't quite work - and green bottles for some reason looked too much like wine bottles (which they were, of course). 

 

Then I came across some blue bottles - flat bottomed - okay - but when I turned these two over and saw the concave bottoms - I gave them a hug.  On bamboo stakes beside the scented geranium that got sun/windburned on the deck and is now feeling much cooler in the shade of the bridal wreath, the bottles seem to have passed the appraisal and approval of Bombay, the neighbourhood cat.  They do collect rain water and I am using the dimples for treasures I find when digging in the earth like this piece of blue willow. Was it perhaps a cup that got broken during a garden tea party?  Click on IMG.

Posted on May 23, 2008 at 04:40 AM | Permalink

I first saw blue bottles upended on bamboo poles many years ago in a garden and I translated the wonderful idea into my garden using four or five foot pencil rebar as the stakes which let the bottles sway gently and at times sound  against one another.

 

Most recently I discovered blue bottles on the ends of an actual plant in front of a house by which Grandkid and I stroll.  My antenna went out for bottles - I tried clear bud vases but they didn't quite work - and green bottles for some reason looked too much like wine bottles (which they were, of course). 

 

Then I came across some blue bottles - flat bottomed - okay - but when I turned these two over and saw the concave bottoms - I gave them a hug.  On bamboo stakes beside the scented geranium that got sun/windburned on the deck and is now feeling much cooler in the shade of the bridal wreath, the bottles seem to have passed the appraisal and approval of Bombay, the neighbourhood cat.  They do collect rain water and I am using the dimples for treasures I find when digging in the earth like this piece of blue willow. Was it perhaps a cup that got broken during a garden tea party?  Click on IMG.