

While the guys were working on the new hardening off shed today, I dug a hole and 'planted' a 12' tall sweetgum tree to be our "Bottle Tree." I thought I had a lot of bottles gathered up for the tree, but once I started placing them, I realized I'm gonna need a lot more!
We're building a new herb garden (well, enlarging a current one) and the Bottle Tree will be the focal point of a huge section. I plan to plant a Thumbergia vine at the bottom and let it trail up the tree making a backdrop for the brightly colored and clear glass bottles. Even though it was quite windy today, I was disappointed that I couldn't hear any sound coming from them. Since they hadn't been up long enough to capture spirits, I guess that's why they stayed silent.
For those that aren't familiar with the custom, it is an old Southern tradition to either hang or stick glass bottles (especially blue ones) from a tree near a house or building. This custom came from the Congo by slaves who hung blue bottles from trees near their cabins as talismans to ward off evil spirits. It was believed that the spirits are captivated by the sparkling of the glass in the sunshine and get trapped inside... much like flies and bees and fireflies. When the wind blows, you can hear the moans of the spirits trying to warn other evil spirits to stay awayyyyyyyy.
You may see hollow glass spheres called "Witch Balls" for sale at some garden centers, and these are a derivative of this same custom.
Bottle trees have come a long way from their lowly beginnings and now are displayed as popular accessories in some of the prestigious gardens around the world. Eudora Welty gave Bottle Trees a new birth of popularity after she included one in one of her Southern stories. This B/W photograph is one she took when researching for the book.

The first bottle I placed on our bottle tree was a Log Cabin Syrup bottle. From the days when it still was bottled in glass. It was one of the last years, as it has a flat space for a label instead of having the letters etched or raised. These bottles were headed to the dump when our friend Rick cleaned out his basement. The previous owner of his house was Royce Armstrong (the Royce of the garden story in my "Growing up Southern" blog) so it's nice to have a little memory-piece of a now-deceased neighbor among the wine and liquor bottles on the tree.
I used to have a huge bottle collection, which means I guess a trip into the attic to try to find it so I can display some of the more brightly colored ones on our tree. Luckily, the best part of having a Bottle Tree is that no two are supposed to be alike, and a little bit misshapen and lop-sided just adds character.
Frankly, since I hate Sweetgum trees, I'm glad to finally find a use for one.
As always, the artwork and photos I've included have been sent to me by various people and I have no idea who to credit. If it's your work, let me know and I'll give you proper credit.