It's a HIPS & Happenin' place
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- Subject: It's a HIPS & Happenin' place
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- Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2000 18:28:45 EDT
So here we are on the very first day of the very first HIPS convention .....
ever! And everything went right (except for Dave Silverberg).
The day dawned cool and cloudy, but quickly cleared and - although it never
got truly hot - it was a sunny and very perfect day. After throwing down a
few cups 'o jake and piling onto the buses, we meandered off to INDIAN
SPRINGS NURSERY - or what remains. Indian Springs was one of the largest
iris (and peony) nurseries in the US in the 20's until perhaps the 60's
(<--absolute wild guess). Anyway, those of us who had the good sense to wear
jeans trudged down a muddy path into a wide open meadow..... peppered with
siberian irises in all shades of blue, violet, purple and white. A truly
ethereal scene in the early morning hours.... with the tall grass having
plumed and above it standing these silent testimonies to a thriving and
important nursery that has absolutely disappeared. Many people took
pictures.... some took seed pods that remained unscattered - and we all
marveled at this very beautiful vista.
Then back on the bus.
The next stop was the Phoenix Flower Farm, the commercial gardens of John and
Helen Schueler. We had ample time to appreciate the iris plantings as well
as the large variety of other perennials and plantings and get our first
chance to chat with each other. I was thrilled to finally meet LINDA MANN,
QUEEN 'O ROT and Nel Lancaster from the Cottage list. Linda was stocking up
on some of the baked goods in her zip lock bag, against the odds that a) we
would get lost in the hills of Central NY and need provisions lest there be
another Donner Party tragedy, or b) her allergies preclude banquet food. At
any rate, I assured her she would be exposed.
Carryl Meyer is here and we oooed and aahhhed over the hosta collection -
something that she is becoming interested in. I had a short talk with
Clarence Mahan who was in his usual good spirits - and another with Mike and
Anne Lowe.... in their element and having a ball.
And then, out of the mist, comes Dave Silverberg. Seems the hotel had zoned
out his wakeup call and so he hit the floor just about the time the buses
were hitting the road. He was not a happy camper - and I can imagine the
size of the ribbons the hotel staff was reduced to.
The HIPsters were having fun with the no-names and spinning HIPS yarns till
the fabulous boxed lunch and the call to get back on the bus.
Time to dress for the banquet. Stay tooned.
Kathy Guest at HIPS Central in Syracuse, NY
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