Friday, March 23, 2012


In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.
--Albert Schweitzer (1875-1965) German medical Missionary, Theologian, Musician and Philosopher. 1952 Nobel Peace Prize Recipient. 

Okay, so I like to think I'm a fairly observant person. I walk my dog on the trails in the woods surrounding my house morning, noon and night. It's probably a safe bet that I walk around my property more in a month than most people do in a year.  After living here six years (and owning a well-used macro lens, I might add) I thought I had explored and discovered  all there was on my 2+ acres of Appalachia. I was astonished today when I realized I have numerous bubby bushes in my woods. Now I know this isn't earth shattering news to anyone, but it made me smile today to realize that the place I know so well still holds secrets.

This bush has many names: Sweet Shrub, Sweet Betsy, Carolina Allspice, but most commonly around this area I hear it called Bubby Bush. It is known for its fragrant blossoms which smell like a mix of cinnamon, strawberry, and allspice.

Go out. Explore. Rekindle.  :)

1 comment:

  1. Upon moving to this area 33+ years ago, my elderly neighbor related to me; 'This is called a bubby bush, and before perfume we females would put the blooms in our upper-undergarments so when the bloom warmed we would smell sweet, hence the name bubby.' She is no longer on this earth and I miss her friendship, local history and information very much.


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