Friday, May 19, 2017

It Was Time

The Great Lawn was making every effort to rejoin the Tall Flower Meadow. I put off the first haircut long enough. Sister #2 is also arriving for a visit tomorrow. It was time.





















So it was whacked when I got home this evening. Now maybe I wanted it to look good for Sister #2, but I also know there will be more visiting and less chore time while she is here. Best to do it now. In another week it would be beyond shaggy.





















Fresh mowed lawns are nice. Walking among big bold foliage is better.



























The Darmera peltata is reaching for full size. Unlike the Mayapples which are already beginning to fade, the Darmera will last all season.





















The paths are mowed. The gardens are in full bloom. The week ahead is looking much cooler.





















There will be much fine garden strolling.





















One more bit of tidy was tended to. I am not fond of the hairball of sticks. It mars the view. It gets burned before it piles up too high.





















The Great Lawn is ready for business, all forty foot diameter of its sort of circular self.





















The lower shrub and grass border is also kept cleared. This bit of mowing adds a defining line between the real wild and the garden. I am making good progress on changing that wild. Visually it is the back wall of the garden. Hence it needs to be properly curated.





















I truly love how the garden is evolving into something unique and outside the norm.





















It's a dance. My partner in nature is half responsible.


Thursday, May 18, 2017

Next Door Gardens

Two gardens grow nearly side by side, separated by an acre of sunny utility meadow and a stream valley of the deep forest. They have much in common yet are defiantly independent. The sunny utility meadow acts very much like a buffer zone between them.

Both have dogwood trees off the front porch. My Kousa Dogwood blooms a month later.





















Both have bearded iris.





















I am a little more selective, not needing one of every kind. The Black Iris is worth having.



























When blooms fail, the foliage can be used to great textural effect by choosing a less fancy kind iris.





















Bearded iris don't do this. A good bloom year which we are having this year is a bonus to great texture.





















Strong repetition of color and form helps bring some design coherence to the underlying wildness.





















The color palette also leans heavily in one direction. Green is a color you know.





















Seeds of the False Solomon's Seal, Maianthemum racemosum, that were flung years ago are big blooming clumps today.





















One fern won't do. Four have a much bigger visual impact.





















From the start, attention was paid to the overall design of my new garden. The results are becoming quite evident.





















Then there is the garden next door.





















That's where The Lady lives.





















One stem is now three, but for the last two years some damn bug has eaten one of the flowers. I sure wish the number of stems would increase again.





















It's also where the Phacelia purshii runs wild.





















This single dominant blue element gives a great deal of cohesion to the underlying wildness of this garden.





















Mow a path through it and all is well with the world.





















This garden has its own kind of magic.





















One of each seems to work.





















There is a Black Iris there too. That is where it was first discovered. I took some next door and made more.


Tuesday, May 16, 2017

I Have Flowers Too

Yes, compared to Bulbarella's, my garden is Green, Green, Green, but I have flowers too.





















I have black flowers. Do you?





















Starts of the Black Iris were moved down to the rotten log on the Great Lawn a couple years back.



























I have yellow flowers that are four feet tall.





















I have purply blue flowers and more are opening by the day. Please ignore the wet spot. I picked up some spittle bug juice it seems.





















I have a dried blood red flower.





















The white is getting whiter on these wild flowers.



















See. Look. I have Flowers. The wet spittle bug spot was noted and wiped off.





















With good bone structure a garden doesn't have to have all that color and frills to capture your attention and hold it. Nothing wrong at all with a subtle beginning. It builds and builds and at the end of summer into fall, the colors of the Tall Flower Meadow in bloom will rock your world.

I'm good with that. My garden is in its full glory when the rest of the wild cultivated gardens are pretty much done. Besides, I have access to the whole blooming thing. I'm not missing anything.


Monday, May 15, 2017

Bloom Day In The Ridge Top Garden

Please join us. Over the river and through the woods to Bulbarella's ridge top garden we go for a Bloom Day stroll. You will be seeing a lot of Miss Lorelei. Take your time. No hurries.





















There are feral peonies about.





















I saw Caesar's Brother.





















There is one really orange azalea.





















Iris and Dames Rocket





















A geranium.





















In some ways, this is what you have come to see, the spectacle of the wild annual, Phacelia purshii. It covers half the garden in a carpet of blue and weaves itself into everything else that is blooming.





















Tiny light blue flowers by the millions make a big statement.





















The Lady is getting dressed for the show.





















We have rhododendrons.





















And freshly mowed paths to guide you on your journey.





















Lorelei is most reliable. The bearded iris are having one of their better years.





















Iris, Phacelia and a giant rhododendron.





















It's big.





















Lots and lots of Lorelei.





















The bottom of the top of the Black Locust that fell completely over the fence into the next county. Thank you very much.





















Did I mention Lorelei?





















And Phacelia.





















And giant rhododendron.





















This is the most common color.





















There is no need to wonder why so many garden visitors here leave with a sack of Lorelei.





















Alliums above the scenic byway. It is getting time to head home.





















There's Lorelei and the chimney.





















Bulbarella says thank you for visiting the best garden in the whole world.





















I of course beg to differ. I have the best garden in the whole world. See. There are some yellow iris blooming down there. At least this vision of Lush Green will give you a moment to rest before heading to May Dreams Gardens for more Bloom Day spectacle. May is an important month there.