Visit to Flora Grubb Gardens
Back in September — gosh, yes, really that long ago — Ian and I took a wonderful weekend jaunt to San Francisco. We visited friends and the MOMA and saw some yummy city sights. Our friends know how much I love nurseries, so we paid a visit to Flora Grubb Gardens. I have been thinking about this glorious place off and on for months. Now, I don’t whether it is the springtime weather that’s got me thinking about this place so much or the fact that I really, really need another weekend away with my husband.
You know it’s a magical place when everything you see—natural or man-made—looks like art.
Oncidium orchids in red pots. Fiery and gorgeous.
Purple wandering jew.
Little regiments of succulents. I need some of these hens and chicks.
Passion fruit vines with flowers that look like they were designed by my 9-year-old to transform into laser turrets.
Yumminess at every turn.
Lots of modern, hipster stuff too.
Junk becomes art with the right application of air plants.
This giant wall of succulents is dreamy. I want one sooooooo bad.
Fair bromeliad, let down your hair!
And this, my dears, is the Flora Grubb piece de resistance!
A beautiful, beat-up car (Chevy? no idea!) completely planted out. It was so big, I couldn’t fit the whole thing in my frame.
Now I know this is not for everybody’s yard, but—really— how cool is this? It’s wonderfully creative, whimsical, green upcycling at its best.
Honestly, I loved this place, so if you’re ever in San Francisco, check it out. Oh, and it appears that they do wedding flowers.
April 18, 2012 at 10:13 pm
What a cool place! Not too far from us, so we might have to pay a visit.
April 24, 2012 at 1:12 pm
Christine, I hope you do go! If you do, will you take photos and let me know?
April 25, 2012 at 11:03 pm
Sure!