Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Plant Shopping

Spring has gotten a hold of me and I have been having a need to plant before the Lush takes over. Sometimes you have to jump up and down a bit vigorously to get a plant to fall out of the ground.





















I knew just where to dance to get some Doghobble, Leucothoe fontanesiana, to follow me home.






















An added bonus in my travels today was a start of the native Galax urceolata. I have been eyeing it for a couple years. Today a couple pieces broke off.





















I stopped to look at some newly opened daffodils on my way to planting.





















I managed to turn one big wad of rooted Doghobble stems into seven plants.





















That was enough to close in a hedge below the Great Lawn. It will take a few years of course. I'm very frugal in my shopping and tend to start very, very small with a lot of things.





















They aren't tiny at least. Maybe a dash of fertilizer would be in order just to move things along.





















The rain has been most cooperative with my plantings this last week. It makes life easier when I don't have to water things.





















The Oconee Bells are now open.





















Next on my list is some red twig dogwood. I don't think any of the gardens I tend have any of the plain green leaf kind. Maybe one? That makes shopping harder and more expensive. I have tried the variegated ones and they don't seem to like it here at all.





















Meanwhile, next door at Bulbhilla,





















Bulbarella is enjoying a very good show.


Monday, March 27, 2017

A Walk In The Garden

Quiet





















After a Gentle Spring Rain





















Along The Leafen Path





















To See What is Stirring





















Away





















Further





















Where The Wild Things Bloom






















Beneath a Forest Tall





















Quiet


Sunday, March 26, 2017

Pilferage

I have a multi-pronged plant acquisition process for the garden. In my line of work there are often plants free for the taking. Sometimes a few starts can just fall out of the ground from a large patch while I am tending and weeding.

That happened last year with a few black liriope. It happened again this week when I saw they had survived the winter. More will look nice with the variegated sedge.





















The Celendine Poppy can actually become a pest in a proper garden. The first time I thinned them a few came home. Now I just toss them. In a few more years I will likely be weeding and tossing them here too.





















Why pay good money for plants when routine maintenance will generate rooted cuttings?  I got five yellow twig dogwood starts last week.





















It was not intentional, but I got some chionodoxa when I acquired snowdrops from Bulbarella. You never know what will come with something from Bulbarella's garden.





















I went over there today with pilfering on my mind. A trillium I do not have has been making babies.





















I have been quite pleased with the Trout Lilies that followed me home. Three of the four clumps I planted are growing and blooming robustly. One clump pretty much disappeared. Another clump is definitely reproducing.





















Might as well get two of the baby trilliums. They are smaller than the size of a quarter now. I hope they like it here.





















I needed a new rhododendron for one that died. I took one low growing rooted stem that was forked and made two plants out of it.





















'Arnold' #2 was a gift from Sister #2. I don't pilfer all the plants in the garden. It was planted by the chimney. I still want to add 'Jelena' nearby.

Along this same slope there are other plants that did fall out of the ground, some Pieris, Kalmia and Clethra. The east side of the chimney was tidied several years ago and I have been replanting with more desirable shrubberies.




















I thought 'Arnold' #2 was finished blooming when I planted it. I was wrong. The spot I chose has proven to be perfect for the sun angle this time of year. It literally glows in the sunshine.



























Last year I acquired some Bird's Foot Violets from a violet covered hillside next door to a garden I tend. All three have returned. I had one before. I think a varmint ate it. I keep trying different location in hopes one of them will be just right and they will start to self sow.




















This is but a short list of the pilferage that has gone in to the making of a wild cultivated garden. Many of the obscure native plants are rarely sold in nurseries. I don't mind making more populations of them or saving them from often times precarious conditions in more civilized gardens.

I can bring the wild things home and set them free.


Saturday, March 25, 2017

Time For Spring

Last week was winter. This week is spring. It's still too early for any guarantees. April has been known to be cruel. The re-animation of the time of vegetation will continue no matter. Spring is always a risky business.





















I began my spring planting right before winter last week with the addition of some new dwarf evergreen conifers to the winter Under Garden. They look to have survived the cold blast with no problems.





















The native spring ephemerals are waking up. I added these Trout Lilies to the garden since none exist here that I know of. It's about time to wander into the forest and see what is stirring in there. April is the normal time for the forest floor to bloom.





















The Oconee Bell was a gift that I gladly added to the garden. Over time it will form a dense groundcover. The bloom then can be quite showy.





















I am giving red and yellow twig dogwood another try. Word was cut stem pieces could be stuck and they would root. They did not. Some rooted stem pieces followed me home when I gave a patch of yellow ones the spring chop down. Starting with roots works much better.





















I decided a while back to borrow the land below the Great Lawn that is the backdrop of my garden. I started cutting it down each season two years ago to initiate a change in the inhabitants of this space. As usual a whole lot of the Clematis viginiana has to be uprooted and the Blackberries beat back.

Then it made sense that this was a good location for the red and yellow twig dogwood that I wanted for winter interest. Think a huge mass of spiky Chihuly in winter. So it has begun. Now I need to find a red twig dogwood to chop down. I have also considered trying to see if the stems would root in a bucket of water.





















Late this afternoon the grasses along the scenic byway came down. I am now at my most exposed position of the barren time.





















In another month it will all be green and Lush again.



















I can't believe it. Damn Varmints!!!!! As I was cutting the grasses on the slope below the roadside vegetable garden, the crowns were pulling free as I pulled the cut tops away. The whole crown of two clumps were entirely eaten, as in gone, no more and will not return. The third clump has about one fifth of it left.

I loved those variegated grasses there. Damn Varmints!!! I can't believe they ate the whole thing.





















I need more cats. Or better cats. Button is actually a very good hunter only here he is aiming for Miss Collar and a loud ruckus could ensue. I don't like  those loud hissing ruckuses. Neither does Miss Collar.

One minute they are sleeping peacefully side by side. The next minute there is a rumble - at 6:30 am. Button can be a butthole.



















Spring is here and everybody is spending more quality time outside getting things done. Ten springs later, a garden has grown substantial form.


Thursday, March 23, 2017

The Little Things Of Spring

The Under Garden's final month of prominence is at hand. More life is stirring. As the world turns green, the contrast of the Under Garden to the barren will be lost. 





















There are daffodils of course. A  good number of them survived the snowsquash. It's all about how far along they are when a bout of winter returns. There are enough that there will be daffodils blooming for another month.





















The minor bulbs are beginning to bloom. There are random specks and big patches spread across the wild cultivated gardens. Their numbers increase annually and exponentially.




















It still looks barren out there, but a slow walk on a warm day is full of discovery.





















The legendary Oconee Bell has opened for spring. This gifted plant has done well for me. Ever so slowly it is expanding. I contemplate dividing it since it now has multiple heads. Patience is a wiser option. Why hurry? I am here for the duration.





















The relocated Trout Lilies are up and blooming. The more days that go by the more babies I am finding near one patch. We like multiplication.


























I was just pleased that most of the Winter Aconite came up in the second attempt at bulb planting. The first to bloom looks to be making seed. I have seen the first trilliums rising and the Celendine Poppy is forming mounds of foliage as it prepares to bloom.




















Life is stirring. The little things come first.