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17 May 2013
12 May 2013
Happy Mother's Day
For all the mothers out there and especially my own! Happy Mother's Day!
For me it was another day of gardening and trying to catch up with a very late winter. Two weeks ago we had snow. Tomorrow this is what we expect:
Yep. Already into the nineties, which means the gardening will have to happen in the mornings, because it's just too scorching hot after lunch.
Here's a bit of our newest project - a butterfly garden, which means tearing up 1/3 of the front yard. I'm using Barbara Damrosch's Theme Gardens book as a guide for the many flower and flowering bush plantings.
There'll be a white curved picket fence in front of the wishing well that will help define the actual flower plantings around the bird bath, stretching to the walk on the left, and road to the right. More photos when things start to grow, and I'll include a list of the plants as well. Wait until I paint the wishing well with a full palette of colors! I can't believe it's mid-May and the cottonwood tree behind the bench has barely begun to leaf out.
The flower boxes have been planted, but I still have to paint all the white trim. This is part of the springtime ritual for me, sort of a "right of passage" into summer most people would just as soon avoid.
After a nice chicken dinner that hubbo cooked, we had homemade vanilla custard ice cream with raspberries soaked in St. Germaine elderflower liqueur. Very nice indeed!
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his. - Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest
For me it was another day of gardening and trying to catch up with a very late winter. Two weeks ago we had snow. Tomorrow this is what we expect:
Yep. Already into the nineties, which means the gardening will have to happen in the mornings, because it's just too scorching hot after lunch.
Here's a bit of our newest project - a butterfly garden, which means tearing up 1/3 of the front yard. I'm using Barbara Damrosch's Theme Gardens book as a guide for the many flower and flowering bush plantings.
There'll be a white curved picket fence in front of the wishing well that will help define the actual flower plantings around the bird bath, stretching to the walk on the left, and road to the right. More photos when things start to grow, and I'll include a list of the plants as well. Wait until I paint the wishing well with a full palette of colors! I can't believe it's mid-May and the cottonwood tree behind the bench has barely begun to leaf out.
The flower boxes have been planted, but I still have to paint all the white trim. This is part of the springtime ritual for me, sort of a "right of passage" into summer most people would just as soon avoid.
After a nice chicken dinner that hubbo cooked, we had homemade vanilla custard ice cream with raspberries soaked in St. Germaine elderflower liqueur. Very nice indeed!
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his. - Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest
30 April 2013
Z is for Zilch
Which is almost the way I ended the A-Z Challenge! Yikes! I was out-of-town on a mural installation and got home way too late last night. I'm fried, and I wish I could do Zilch today, but I have to finish reading Eric Maisel's new book, Making Your Creative Mark: Nine Keys to Achieving Your Artistic Goals. It's a terrific book meant for professionals in all the arts, and you can read my review tomorrow at the Blood-Red Pencil blog.
I also have to plant Zinnias, because I just found another huge bag of seeds. Apparently, I had Zinnias on the brain when I ordered seeds last autumn and this spring. Which is okay, because I love them. I plant California Giants from Baker Creek Heirloom Seeds up the centers of each of my raised vegetable beds, and they not only look colorful and gorgeous, they shield the tender lettuces planted on either side from too much sun. I love those hot colors - these are the colors of my youth - groovy man!
I'm off to Zip through the day, my friends. It's going to be a Zoo around here today. Thanks so much for visiting me during the blogging challenge, and I'll continue to add your names to my special list. We can keep visiting each other, right? Just leave me your blog link in the comments and I'll continue connecting with you.
I also have to plant Zinnias, because I just found another huge bag of seeds. Apparently, I had Zinnias on the brain when I ordered seeds last autumn and this spring. Which is okay, because I love them. I plant California Giants from Baker Creek Heirloom Seeds up the centers of each of my raised vegetable beds, and they not only look colorful and gorgeous, they shield the tender lettuces planted on either side from too much sun. I love those hot colors - these are the colors of my youth - groovy man!
I'm off to Zip through the day, my friends. It's going to be a Zoo around here today. Thanks so much for visiting me during the blogging challenge, and I'll continue to add your names to my special list. We can keep visiting each other, right? Just leave me your blog link in the comments and I'll continue connecting with you.
29 April 2013
Y is for You
I'm embarrassed to admit I've written just under 1,000 words of my 30,000 Camp NaNoWriMo goal. I have written about 10,000 blog words just for the A-Z Challenge. What about you? How did your month of writing go in April?
27 April 2013
X is for Xeriscaping
Definition of XERISCAPE
A landscaping method developed especially for arid and semiarid
climates that utilizes water-conserving techniques (as the use of
drought-tolerant plants, mulch, and efficient irrigation).
But contrary to popular belief, it doesn't mean zero-scaping. There are many ways to plan a water-wise garden and still create the visual beauty all gardeners love to see. It's all about clustering different textures, colors, and heights in a visually attractive manner. Here are some examples:
Here are some links you might find useful:
26 April 2013
W is for Water
That precious resource: water. When I was very young, I was married to a water engineer straight out of college, and I remember well the conversations about the depletion of the Ogallala Aquifer, that reservoir of life lying under a multi-state high plains region as pictured here:
There was much concern that the water levels were dropping by a few inches every year - today the depletion has increased to a few feet annually, and some community wells have simply run dry. In a time of extreme drought, there is little chance of the aquifer recharging. Knowing what we knew 30 years ago, how could this situation have become so dire?
That isn't the worst of the problem though. Energy companies are buying up water and mineral rights throughout the country, and are using precious water resources to engage in hydraulic fracturing (fracking), a natural gas mining process that risks contaminating water supplies needed for agriculture as well as human consumption. Just last week on the way to the city, we noticed the first fracking rig in our area along the highway, and never was there a mention of the development in any local newspapers.
Of even more concern are the laws around fracking procedures. In 2005, the Clean Drinking Water Act was passed by Congress during George W. Bush's administration, and de-regulated injection wells to exclude contamination from hydraulic fracturing. This exclusion has been called the "Halliburton Loophole" after the company formerly led by former vice-president Richard Cheney. Halliburton is the world's largest provider of hydraulic fracturing services. Do you see an issue with this situation?
During President Obama's administration, fracking has become even more popular, in support of energy independence. However, the potential for natural gas exports has become the primary focus in the natural gas scenario. Here is a recent article at Salon.com about the upcoming boom in the fracking industry, and why environmentalists and local governments may find themselves at odds with large energy companies seeking to mine in any area with the slightest hint of resources. Even beautiful landmarks like Monterey Bay in California are at risk.
Is fracking coming to an area near you? Here's a map:
If you're in a drought or low water area, be afraid, be very afraid. Especially since you may not have a say in the future, depending on what state you live in. This article in The Atlantic covers a few more of the issues and offers even more maps.
If you're concerned about this issue, there are lots of anti-fracking groups popping up in major states. Here's a list to get you started. Better now than when your water supply is contaminated and undrinkable. There's so much of this activity starting up, where would we move to get clean water? This is not an issue that is going away by itself.
Save Colorado From Fracking
24 April 2013
V is for Vines
I love arches. Arched doorways. Arched gates in the garden. Curving arbors with vines spilling over them. Flowers ranking upward, like roses and clematis and sweet peas. There is something so romantic and European about this idea.
Alas, I can't seem to grow the flowers that embellish an arched trellis, though I've tried for years. My clematis languishes. The roses die back by mid-season. Sweet peas hate the heat and don't even try. I've almost given up too.
But last year we tried some grapes. It appears they may actually come back this year, and if they climb, we might even get enough leaves to brine for stuffed grape leaves at our annual Greek feast. The heck with actual grapes - we're easy to please. Just a few dozen nice-sized leaves to put up. Is that too much to ask?
Okay, I confess. I harbor fantasies of a grape-covered patio like this. With big, ripe clumps hanging down just waiting to be plucked. A person can dream, right?
What's your elusive gardening dream?
Alas, I can't seem to grow the flowers that embellish an arched trellis, though I've tried for years. My clematis languishes. The roses die back by mid-season. Sweet peas hate the heat and don't even try. I've almost given up too.
But last year we tried some grapes. It appears they may actually come back this year, and if they climb, we might even get enough leaves to brine for stuffed grape leaves at our annual Greek feast. The heck with actual grapes - we're easy to please. Just a few dozen nice-sized leaves to put up. Is that too much to ask?
Okay, I confess. I harbor fantasies of a grape-covered patio like this. With big, ripe clumps hanging down just waiting to be plucked. A person can dream, right?
What's your elusive gardening dream?
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