The variegated Yucca filamentosa have been making green babies. There looks to be some genetic variability in them. You never know what may come up.
Sunday, January 17, 2021
Some People Like Snow
I've got plenty to show. I got way more snow than suggested yesterday. There may be another dusting tonight.
And there is a loose starving hound about. In the snow. In the cold. In the winter. It ran off when I got close. I have to catch me a dog. With food of course.
Friday, January 15, 2021
Snowpack Bloom Day
The snow from last Friday is still here. It has been a few years since snow has stayed on the ground this long.
There was more snow last Monday, a spit of snow this morning and a fresh layer of it is planned for tomorrow.
It is a for real winter. It is Bloom Day under a snowpack. You won't get much from me. Best go visit Bloom Day headquarters if you need lots of flowers.
There is hope. Snowdrops are popping out of the ground all over the place.
It has been cold enough for the ground to freeze. That slows the melt even with a number of sunny days in the mid-forties. The ground is hard to thaw. The new warm is currently 45.
Just not for next week. Next week is starting off real cold. Too cold for the ground to thaw. Forty degrees could be the new warm.
There is hope. 'Jelena' the witch hazel is showing some petal. Once this snowpack part of winter has passed there will be flowers for Bloom Day.
Labels:
Bloom Day,
Bulbs,
Snow,
Winter,
Witch Hazel
Sunday, January 10, 2021
While It Was Fresh
It started Thursday evening. The sun reappeared Sunday morning. I was expecting more snow. I was not expecting snowboarders and a whole lot of snow peepers. Traffic was stopping in front of my house. I do live in a very scenic spot in the snow with a groomed slope right across the street.
Wanna go for a walk in the snow? Snow and cold without wind is quite doable, rather refreshing in fact. I wasn't even super winterized for the walk. To help keep you warm.
Saturday, January 9, 2021
Will The Turnip Fields Be Ready
It has been an interesting week. A weary paralysis took hold along with winter. This is last Tuesday's snow. The gardens I tend are all closed and the weather has been largely below my minimum operating temperature with intermittent snows. I mostly stopped moving in a dazed and confused world.
Snow is the only thing that slows the traffic, but the road to nowhere has been far to busy of late as the world goes into hiding. Can you even find refuge in a wholly broken world?
I need full sunshine for that, so the forest has to go. It is good that it can be used to keep a man's family warm. Even better, I don't have to pay to have it done or do it myself.
I was ready for the snow. The interior trim boards for the reset fixed loft windows were cut and are ready for staining.
Sunday, January 3, 2021
Afternoon Walkabout
Yesterday when it was sunny and warm
I was surprised by the faint green blush and diversity of the winter adapted wild things awake and growing on the forest floor among all the lamium.
It made my Lamium killing more difficult and painful. It had to be done and there would be some collateral damage.
And a Lot of Sticks. Good Lord! There wasn't that much wind. I picked up some but wasn't really in the mood after spaying and went back home.
That faint green blush and diversity of the winter adapted wild things was only there because I have been killing off the lamium that had been smothering the forest floor. The wild is coming home.
I went to the ridgetop garden next door and sprayed roundup on a whole lot of Lamium galeobdolon.
And I saw snowdrops. May have sprayed a few too.
I'm having a craving for a few dabs of a new conifer. The plotting is underway. Whether you like it or not, it's one of a kind.
Thursday, December 31, 2020
On A Warm New Year's Eve
The snow finished melting.
I did contemplate beginning the process of the new interior loft window trim. I bought the boards more than a week ago. Power lounging seemed more doable. So I did that.
There was a short bout of some chop and drop. No need to go crazy though. There is a full winter of meadow remnant squashing ahead.
The black Liriope sprigs I planted a few seasons ago seems to be doing well enough. I detect some spreading.
It was warm enough for a cat to go out.
Tomorrow for New Year's Day there will be wave of tropical waters. I may have to power lounge some more.
I love my garden. It has reached a point where the maintenance input is minimal and the Under Garden is a place of substance in the Barren Time.
Labels:
Conifers,
Creatures,
Evergreens,
Rocks,
Winter Interest
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