A few years later I planted three more to create a small witch hazel grove in the Garden of Benign Neglect. The long dry summer was hard on them and bud set was low, but, there will be a few blooms later this month.
The original Hamamelis vernalis arrived as a memorial gift from several dear friends who knew me well and asked me what native tree I might want! I knew immediately that winter blooming witch hazel was the perfect choice.
It probably seems odd to choose a plant with witch in its name to honor my mother, but, it was a loving acknowledgement of her late bloom into a joy filled life. Ozark witch hazel blooms in the late winter and that was how it was with my mother. She bloomed in the winter of her life. She sold her house, let go of her old life and moved into a retirement village where she quickly made new friends and tried new activities. Her schedule was full and so was her life. When we phoned her she was often too busy to chat. We were all thrilled when Mom bloomed!
Their spidery blooms always make me smile. I think my mother would have laughed at my naming that first little Ozark witch hazel after her. In case you wondered, I call it Bernice.
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Gail Eichelberger is a gardener and therapist in Middle Tennessee. She loves wildflowers and native plants and thoroughly enjoys writing about the ones she grows at Clay and Limestone. She reminds all that the words and images are the property of the author and cannot be used without written permission.
Your story about your mother and her late blooming always makes me smile. I need to go out and check my little Ozark witch hazels to see if they're blooming too. They are still tiny sticks so maybe not. ~~DeeReplyDelete
The best gardens are the ones full of memories!ReplyDelete
Spring is not far off!ReplyDelete
The witches are still in bud here. They haven't been fooled by this warmer winter. I think maybe because there have been days of below, ice and snow. That is enough to get your attention. All I have blooming are a couple of orchids. Better than nothing in January. Happy GBBD.ReplyDelete
What a lovely plant. And a lovely story behind it.ReplyDelete
I wonder why I haven't planted at least one of these yet? I've admired them for years...ReplyDelete
What a lovely, lovely story. Thanks for sharing it for bloom day, Gail!ReplyDelete
Well this sounds like a perfect tribute for your late blooming mother! Do you know that I've never seen or sniffed a witch hazel in "person"? I need to remedy that, don't I?ReplyDelete
What a wonderful story and a great tribute to your mom!ReplyDelete
I remembered this story from the first time you shared it. I should at least try Ozark witch hazel. Somehow I think it would only be borderline hardy here, but anything that blooms so early is worth the gamble.ReplyDelete
I love witch hazel. What a lovely way to remember your mother. I got a witch hazel at the end of the summer and it is very small so I don't think it will be blooming this year. I'm hoping perhaps it will bloom next year.ReplyDelete
What a wonderful story, and what a wonderful plant to have in memory of your mother!ReplyDelete
love your photos; I don't have quite enough room to plant witch hazel in my garden so I go to the botanical garden to see them this time of year.ReplyDelete
A wonderful bloom for January!ReplyDelete
My brother lives in Franklin and we are always comparing the days/weather. What a difference. We were in the 70's this week. Just crazy. Beautiful post with beautiful photos- thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete