Does anyone remember Miss Rumphius, who planted lupines all around her village in Maine because her grandfather told her to find a way to make the world more beautiful?
Last weekend, Mary Link and I went to visit a place in West Hawley, Massachusetts, where Miss Rumphius would have felt very much at home.
It's called the Parker Place. Mary thinks that the person who planted the lupines there was inspired by Miss Rumphius, but she's not sure. (Enlarging the pictures lets the flowers show their full glory.)
The lupines spill down a hillside meadow into a ravine, on both sides of a narrow dirt road that winds down to a footbridge over a rushing waterfall. There are birds and butterflies in the flowers and steep green hills on all sides. Miss Rumphius must have left just before we got there.
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4 comments:
That's a lot of toxic alkaloids.
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Seriously? I had no idea. What are toxic alkaloids? Does this mean I should not try to emulate Miss Rumphius on the farm?
And yes, I do need to edit the post for stray punctuations marks.
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http://www.ibiblio.org/pfaf/cgi-bin/arr_html?Lupinus+albus
Someday there'll be a box in the corner of the room...
Sorry, I just had poisonous plant toxicology last semester, and Lupinus was one of the 23 we had to memorize. More info here
Not really an actual problem, you should plant them.
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