Last week we hit whatever cold-weather threshold we needed to hit to call for Potato and Leek soup and I went into the garden to dig up the leeks, which are among my favorite vegetables to grow. When I started the messy business of cleaning them up things got…gross…small […]
Asters are no longer asters, they are in the genus Symphotrichtum, unless they are Eurybia, and there are dozens of species. They are all harassed-looking daisy-types with 1/4″ or 1 1/2″ flowers, heart shaped leaves or lance-like leaves, in varying shades of murky blues and purples and whites and pinks. […]
A few favorites. I may add more to the post later in the season, when January and the desire to do literally anything with gardening becomes unmanageable. These are a mix of natives and non-natives. (I’m writing up some thoughts on the native/non-native plant discourse; I’ll update with a link […]
I’m just going to own this: I do way too much of this kind of thing. That represents a lot of work up there at the end of the season when I am simultaneously packing up and bringing in new plants and dividing and it winds up somewhat exhausting. Also […]
(I struggled with image classes on this post and think I fixed them but apologies if a later update blows out my edits. I’ll fix it. Eventually.) Above: Bottle gentians, blue, late blooming, good cut flowers–in particular with late flowering orange and yellow daisy-shaped flowers and dahlias. Native. Allegedly attractive […]
In the grand scheme of things, doing mostly nothing while lying in the sun on a floating bed of water lettuce is not a bad way to spend a life. In August, Fountain Frog 3.0 returned to take up residence in a pot of water lettuce around thirty feet from […]
The fall mums haven’t even bloomed and yet I’m here, living solidly in the moment, thinking about springtime epimediums….
Was it a good year for gardening? Nah. It was hot, it was humid, and oh, stuff happened. It rained constantly, was always raining. Three straight months of complaining, oh my god, the complaining. Please shut up with the complaining. (Whispers: sorry, that was me.) Plants don’t sweat, wear bras, […]
A few of this summer’s visitors to the flowers–working on getting better at identifying pollinators and beneficials. (Click in to navigate through large images.)