Emily Dickinson called them gilliflowers and said they wore purple frocks. I have always called them English stock and think of them as a cottage flower. In the cottage gardens where they grow naturally, they mingle quite beautifully with other flowers, but I almost always have a hard time mixing them in arrangements. They seem to have had enough of all of that company and want their own time…so I give it to them.
Sometimes you get lucky and find them in the grocery store. Here, I’ve recut the stems, dusted off an old ginger jar that was high on a shelf (and in need of some attention), and given them plenty of warm water.