"From earliest boyhood the pinks have been my companions. Mounds and rings of Grass pinks were in the front yard, left there by my mother, so different in their delicacy from the weeds and brush and deep smells of the forest from which the farm was cut that they seemed like tokens from another and remoter earth. Their fresh colors and spicy fragrance were of a different order of things, and they led me out to hopes of far countries. To this late day the memory of them lingers."
--Liberty Hyde Bailey, Garden of Pinks, 1938
In honor of L.H. Bailey's mom, I planted some "pinks" by our entry sign. Pinks are Dianthus flowers. There are many, many different species of Dianthus. This species of Dianthus is late blooming with varying shades of pink blossoms and thin grassy leaves. I hope to add a variety of pinks to this small garden beneath the sign. If there is anyone out there that would like to donate some pinks, let me know and we will add additional species of this pretty perennial to the bed beneath our sign. I think Liberty Hyde Bailey would be happy to know that his mother's interest in pinks has not been forgotten!
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