Showing posts with label autumn olive. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autumn olive. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 3, 2018

First Garden Order of 2018


Propagating treasured plants by rooting cuttings has to date presented one failed attempt after another.  For example, Trailing Arbutus has been successfully transplanted here three separate times involving 12 different plants.  Rooting cuttings of this plant has been attempted several times and every last cutting has died.  An amazing trait of this plant is how long it takes for the cutting to totally die.  For weeks the cutting looks alive and that offers hope that a new plant has been created but its dead stick reveals absolutely no root growth.  In the end its death is obvious.

My well worn copy of the highly informative and lavishly illustrated book The New England Wild Flower Society Guide To Growing and Propagating Wildflowers of the United States and Canada written by William Cullina contains instructions for growing new Arbutus plants from cuttings.  My repeated attempts to follow those instructions always ended in failure.  Then I found an article entitled Propagating and Transplanting Trailing Arbutus or Mayflower (Epigaea repens)  also written by William Cullina in which he confessed to using rooting hormone #2.  My resultant internet searches for rooting hormone #2 revealed the existence of such a product but it was listed for sale only in large quantities, suitable for thousands of cuttings, carrying a hefty price.  I was tempted to pay the price but wondered just what use could be made of that much magic powder.

Just the other day I stumbled across an offer listing reasonably sized containers of all three strengths of rooting hormone.  At 25 grams each, these were perfect for home use.  The cost of international shipping, the hydroponic growing supplier is located in Canada, is rather high but is the same for one container or three.  My decision was made.  The package was delivered today.

This year I plan to try rooting cuttings taken from only male Arbutus plants.  This is not a sexist decision but rather one based upon the reality of the genders my plants.  My early attempt at transplanting these wonderful plants was successful but I was unaware of the existence of both male and female plants.  As a result, I have way more male plants than female plants.  If the planned cuttings root, they will be planted out under a row of White Pines that were set out more than three decades ago, spaced so that an occasional female plant can be placed between the boys.  The female cuttings will be taken the following year only if this year's planned cuttings root.  A huge line of Arbutus plants under these relatively young White Pines with the possibility of naturally producing seed would be a wonderful outcome for  our years spent on this piece of land.

These laudable pure intentions exist in contradiction of my plans for compound #3.  A single highly invasive alien plant grows into the lane near the Arbutus wall planting.  Autumn Olive is on several do not plant lists and is generally unavailable in light of its horrid reputation.  Early each summer this bush is covered with sweet smelling white flowers.  My single old plant has undergone extensive rude prunings to keep the lane open for those holding a right of way to pass here.  This bush is nearly done so hardwood cuttings are its only chance for a next generation.  My abandoned fields are being taken over by another invasive alien, Japanese Honeysuckle, so adding another invader to the mix does not seem completely evil.  I am getting ahead of myself since I remain zero for hundreds of cutting attempts.  I also intend to try Pinxter cuttings.  If successful those new native plants should offset some of the evil karma that will undoubtedly follow new Autumn Olive plants.


Thursday, May 25, 2017

Alien Smells


In almost every instance, we go with what we think is right.  Native plants hold a special stature for us in part because they have always been here where we call home.  All plants are native someplace on this earth and it is easy to see how early colonists would have wanted to bring something from their former home with them when they first came here.  Dame's Rocket would have been an easy plant to pack.  A few tiny seeds hidden away would have been certain to grow in the new world.  It is a survivor and now is commonly seen in flower in roadside ditches.  We have intentionally introduced it into our gardens in several locations.

This plant has much to recommend it as a garden subject.  Its colors range from purple to white with an occasional pink flowered plant.  Each evening a pleasant scent fills the air close by this plant.  Its leaves are a little coarse but that only points to the plant's strength.  If the seeds are allowed to mature, new plants will be numerous.  Seedlings are easily removed if caught early and a few can be left in a chosen spot.  We prefer to see this plant as a colonial garden treasure rather than a common ditch weed.


Autumn Olive is an invader from Asia.  It has been here since 1830.   Our single specimen is about eight feet tall and has suffered numerous vicious pruning attacks as is grows into the lane right of way.  Late frost frequently takes the flower buds but when the shrub flowers it is spectacular.  Its scent heavily fills the air and is carried on the breeze for a considerable distance.  One only has to approach the plant to enjoy the sweet smell.  Horror stories abound about the invasive nature of this plant but we have only found one plant on our land.  A smaller younger plant grows just across the lane but we have found no others.  We will leave well enough alone.  No attempts will be made to kill this plant and no effort will be expended trying to get new plants either from seed or cuttings.  We will look forward to another year free of late harsh frost so that we can once again enjoy its wild sweet scent.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Mother's Day Flowers, Photos by Amy

 
Mother's Day has often brought flowers my way.   A newly opened Easter lily greeted me first thing this morning.  I could see right away just looking out the window that this was going to be a beautiful day.


 The shade garden presented me with pink shooting stars.


The white ones are different, but I couldn't chose one over the other.


Clumps of little bluets are a favorite. I could never have too many of those.


This beautiful white trillium has just the barest blush of pink.  If it doesn't get too hot, I should have this one for awhile.


 Wild strawberries are blooming underfoot with berries soon to follow.



 The unopened buds of an autumn olive have such an interesting shape, but the first thing you notice about this shrub is its fragrance.  The scent floats on the wind  and you are surrounded by it before you even see the bush.


Today  the many  butterflies scattered among the flowers were delightful to see.


Meadow sage has been in the garden since the Mother's day that we visited Wildflower Island.  I got a pot of  society garlic  and one of  meadow sage that  day in 2002.  I still have one pot of society garlic, but meadow sage pops up all over the garden.


It's hard to believe that the huge barberry in the back meadow is still blooming. They flower their way to the end of the stem.  Later berries will replace the flowers.


Years ago  little hands picked  violets from the lawn just for me.  How I loved those Mother's Day flowers!


Sometimes dandelions were my Mother's Day flowers.  I loved those too.


Today we cut some of my narcissus to send home with Amy so that she could enjoy them.
I spent the day with my daughter and had a phone call from my son. Mother's Day 2012 was a joy!