The beauty, freshness and innocence of white petunia’s is like a breath of fresh air on a warm sunny day that lifts the spirits and reminds us of the sensitivity and fragility of nature, ourselves and those around us.
White petunia’s exude beauty, innocence, sensitivity and fragility. Their purity blooms fresh and new in the early morning warmth under clear azure skies, like an innocent child tumbling out of bed with excitement to explore the new day. The gently flowing folds of the five fused petals suggests a zephyr of a breeze, moving fluidly with each moment to maintain their integrity. Yet the essence of their nature is fragile and easily damaged if exposed to the heated frenzy of a wild gale or rough hands that are insensitive to their gentle soul.
Thriving in their native home in the warmer climates of South America, the forbears of our larger modern petunia’s, the hardy Petunia integrifolia with its rose purple flowers and the fragrant white Petunia axillaris, are unaccustomed to the harshness of cold and frosty environments. Like a baby who is deprived of the warmth and safety of a loving family, the young and fragile spirit that is blooming will shrivel and die.
Petunia’s, like people, will live for the long haul in places that support their individual needs but become short lived burnt out souls where it feels cold and unwelcoming. They are happiest in a hot summer climate, growing amongst their family and friends protected from the extreme weather elements that life inevitably serves up at some time or another.