Yes, I know it's December tomorrow. I have some catching up to do with this blog. Today we saw the first snow flurries and it reminded me of two of my favorite crabapples. I don't know the variety, I'm afraid, but they are old, grand, gracious ladies.
The homeowners have elected to let them grow pretty much to the ground. How wonderful to live in this fragrant bower! I suspect that they are elderly, so this year I pulled over a took a picture. I don't know how long these trees will be around to enjoy, but they seem to be fairly apple scap resistant. This picture was taken on April 20, which is nearly a month earlier than they should be blooming. It's been a record warm year for us. I drive by this house almost every day, so I'm keeping an eye out to see what happens. In the meantime, I take great pleasure in the flurry of silvery pink and white petals that appears every year. Now, the leaves are gone and you can enjoy the layered architecture and flaky bark.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
The blog has had a hiatus, but I hope to do better about posting from this point forward. Call it a Thanksgiving resolution. And though the gardener's year never really ends, I think as the vegetative world slows down and goes dormant, it's a good time to reflect on the triumphs and tragedies of the 2010 year in the garden.
- Spring bulbs will travel. The snowdrops have reseeded themselves.
- Nope, strawberries grown in a pot do not come back.
- Cutting down the Dr. Seuss Spruce between the driveways was totally worth it, even if the crew did not come back for the brush like they promised.
- Fennel, in a mild winter, does return. And reseeds. And gets six feet tall.
- Peely bark trees are lovely in all seasons.
- Lots of rain plus 80 degree temps in April and May means the trees grow at least three feet.
- Mint is tasty, but not your friend.
- Just because you think you know what you're doing, you add beds and completely rearrange stuff in early July. Mother Nature rewards you with little to no rain for the next two months. I think I killed a barberry. Sigh. The chamaecyparis doesn't look good either.
- The municipal mulch pile is a girl's best friend.
- You don't know who your friends are until you host a bridal shower tea in the garden. Thank you again to all the volunteer weeders!!
- It was a magnificent year for butterflies, and I am developing a butterfly garden, although not really purpose.
- The juncos were early and the sandhill cranes are still migrating. This does not bode well for winter.