Girls Day Out at the Carnival of Flowers
The wind howled through the tree tops as my friend Ann and I made our way to Toowoomba for the Carnival of Flowers this week, but we didn’t let that stop us. Not even when clouds rolled in, whisking away the warmth, leaving the wind to goose pimple our arms and whip our hair into a flurry of knots. When you’re having a Girls Day Out, wild weather has no power to dampen your spirits.
We were supposed to be spending the entire day looking at flowers, but when Ann and I get together, we cannot pass a second hand shop without screeching to a halt and popping in to look for treasures. It was a grand day for treasures too, all sorts of bits and pieces to put smiles on our faces and make us just a wee bit giddy. After all that foraging, it was definitely time for a cuppa, so off we went to a little cafe for steaming Chai Lattes and ginormous muffins: Raspberry White Chocolate and Parmesan Bacon. Pure bliss on a blustery day.
Just as we finished Oma rang to invite us to meet her for lunch. We looked at each other and laughed, deciding that yep, we could fit a bit more in just so we could hang out with Oma and her friend Lynn. Needless to say, by the time lunch was over, we were stuffed to the gills and well and truly ready to work it off by wandering through gardens.
Rather than going to the showcase gardens, we decided to use our little garden map to visit homey ones, gardens where regular people (like us) live and play and potter. We weren’t disappointed.
Each garden had its own charms. Some were full of twisting pathways draped with flowering vines and shade-loving flowers. There were quaint bridges and stone trails, arbors dripping with wisteria in full bloom, massive gum trees under planted with sweeping stretches of vivid blooms.
One was a veggie-lovers dream with all sorts of clever ways to make veg growing as simple as possible. Another looked like something out of Mexico or America’s Southwest with flourishing mounds of plump succulents interspersed with cheery nasturtiums and tiny white daisies.
One of my favorite bits was a shady nook carpeted in moss and bordered with smooth stones and lacy ferns. It reminded me of the woods in British Columbia and Washington where I grew up. How I used to love padding about barefoot on the cushy mosses under the trees.
What stood out most in every garden was color, the brilliant hues of petunias, snapdragons, tulips, foxglove, phlox, Sweet William, columbine, pansies, and innumerable others. It was marvelous.
We returned home exhausted, happy, and full of inspiration for our own little plots and pots.
What are your favorite flowers? xo