Long before George Gershwin composed his Rhapsody in Blue in 1924, God had created one of his own. The hydrangea is one of the most beautiful of all of the summertime flowers. The variations of the blooms from the lightest greens to the deepest blues always make me appreciate the sense of beauty that God must have.
This huge hydrangea is at my mom and dad's house. It was rooted years ago from another hydrangea on their property.
I now have five small ones rooted from this bush. I hope mine grow to be this big one day.
I don't think I have ever seen it so full of blooms.
Some of my earliest memories of flowers are in the form of the puffy blue hydrangea blooms.
Although my mom is not a gardener, she always had hydrangeas for simple arrangements in the summer.
Upon closer inspection, one realizes that there are actually many tiny flowers in one flowerhead.
This is one of the easiest bushes to root. I usually cut several of the soft stems and put them in a vase of water. After a couple of weeks, roots develop on the stems and then I plant them right in the ground in the garden. Some people use a rooting hormone and place them directly in soil. Both methods work fairly well.
After taking my pictures this morning, I decided that the six hydrangeas that I have in my garden are not enough. I think I need to root some more this summer.
I could never have too many of these beautiful blue blooms.
Although this particular bush is directly in the sun most of the day, they do prefer morning sun and afternoon shade. They also require a lot of water. This one is located at a downspout for a gutter and gets dish water thrown out at its base often. The color can be changed by changing the acidity of the soil, although I don't think I would ever want anything besides blue.
Nothing says summertime to me like a hydrangea bush full of blooms. What says summertime to you?