136. Bottle Trees
Begin each morning anew
Most of us recoil from superstition, apply the word to any ritual or belief we don’t personally adhere to—it can apply to any religion, anything that has to do with the spiritual, rather than the rational, material world.
Superstition literally means “to stand over,” or to “cause to remain in existence”—nobody knows how the word came to mean fearful, ignorant belief in the supernatural. But we know it when we see it, and we all see it in others. We steel ourselves against magical thinking, against chance, against irrational fear—or belief—in nature or God.
Bottle trees are a southern garden convention originally brought over from West Africa, used to trap evil spirits in the glittering bottles at night, keep them out of the house until the rising sun burns them up in the morning.
Such silliness! We can, and do, appreciate bottle trees for purely aesthetic reasons, for their charm and quirky regionality, admire them as we admire other crafts brought from Africa.
But what if superstition, that causing to remain in existence, isn’t literally about evil spirits that become trapped inside a colorful bottle—preferably a blue one, believed to be the threshold color, the veil between the living and the dead—what if it’s a simply a helpful metaphor for trapping fear, just another reminder among the thousands of rituals our species uses, to help us? Help us turn away from evil. Help us remember the good. Help us begin each morning anew.
Links:
“Livvie Is Back,” by Eudora Welty, The Atlantic, November 1942 (free link)
Bottle Trees: A Beautiful Tradition With a Spiritual Past – Jesslyn Shields, HowStuffWorks, n.d. (good links embedded throughout)
The bottle tree – Dave Tabler, Appalachian History, June 21, 2018
The American Bottle Tree – Smithsonian Gardens, February 28, 2013
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Enjoyed the history...and "beginning each morning anew"...and everything in between.
Thanks for the great photos & links! Metaphor reigns around my home: bottle tree, porch ceilings painted haint blue, and a witch ball. Inside, a faceted glass ball keeps the chi moving. My dad had to wear an asafetida bag as a kid.