Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Indiana Jones And The Garden Treasure

No!  Harrison Ford has not been has not been hanging around in my garden. He might enjoy flying over it in a small plane. Others seem to find that fun.  My garden is much too wild to enter without the benefit of a native guide.  August has been steamy and tropical here.  Everything has disappeared in the rampant growth.  I guess I am as close to a native guide as can be found.  First I must make sure I have the essentials to survive my trip into the underbrush.  Many dangers lurk there.  I dress in my white Solumbra clothes, carefully tuck my pants into my socks and apply insect repellent to my socks and hat.  I make sure I have water for the trip into the bush.  Protected from the heat of the sun and whatever insects I might encounter, I bravely begin going after the weeds that are going to seed first.

 After I have worked for some time I begin to see things I recognize.  Sometime in the not so distant past I may have seen a map of this area that tells me where some of the hidden treasure has been  planted  buried,  I can see signs of a stone path that  must lead somewhere.  I do not have a machete in my garden cart.  Besides the idea here is to find the buried treasure and restore the ancient stonework to its original condition. I am armed with my Cobrahead weeder.  I work carefully with my hook uprooting the tall grass. The sweet aroma of lemons let me know that  the lemon verbena was just to my right.  Mmmm...treasure!  Just a little farther on I found onions.  Whoever planted this treasure left stone markers with names like Red Cippolini, Copra, Red Wing and Walla Walla.  Wow! Organic onions at today's prices are really an treasure!!! I had to tie back a gigantic catnip plant to my left.  It is covered with seeds for the irresistible catnip that has always grown wild here.  I've made quite a few bucks stuffing catnip mice with that garden treasure.  I left a Nicotiana plant that was growing in the onion bed.  I'm curious to see exactly what kind it is, although they are all pretty much classed as poisonous.  I know Ed recognizes it so it's not that dangerous!  Organic dill seed is the last exotic treasure I will find on this expedition.  If you see the price per pound for this in the store, you will know it is  like finding the mother lode!

However, I can see the house in the distance and lunch is calling!  Perhaps tomorrow I will find my parsley or a beautiful tropical flower. I know I saw a beautiful white lily with red spots here somewhere.  Maybe I will go in search of the strawberry plants or the lemon grass or  ...

Friday, August 19, 2016


At this time of year weeds are taking over and it is easy to lose sight of the beauty that is still all around.  This is an altered form of Summersweet but it does have its charm.  Smaller than the white flowered native plant and later to bloom, it does shine.  We chose to move runner plants of this variety to the garden down by the road rather than the native form.  Color was felt necessary to catch the eyes of the people speeding by.  Now a huge Siberian Iris has all but hidden the Clethra from road view.

Ruby Spice remains a primarily white flowered plant with less prominent brown pollen.  Some feel that the brown detracts from the impression created by so many white flowers in the natural plant.  Here the ruby pink softens the impact of the pollen.  Since we have both there is no need to limit ourselves to just one.  Natural has its appeal but this modified version certainly stands out.

Marque Moon is new to us this year.  Colored ruffled edges, fragrance and a yellow throat certainly catch and hold the eye.  Most of our daylilies have finished flowering by now.  We will watch to see if this one remains a late bloomer after it settles in to its new home here.

Spring Fling is in its second year here.  Becky finds the smooth transition from yellow to peach elegant.  The modest pie crust petal edges only add to the classy presentation.  Biting insects drove me away before a scent check could be completed.