Tag Archives: Flowers
For years, a lonely tulip has lived along our fence line. Maybe it was planted by a previous owner; maybe it escaped from a long-forgotten garden. Whatever its provenance, every spring the yellow flower beams like a lone star in a green firmament: Always lovely, always alone. But this year, a golden twin appeared. The […]
Winter is almost upon us, and most of my flowers have gracefully succumbed to the inevitable. Not one little viola, though: It continues to bloom defiantly even as its comrades wilt. Alas, this flower too must eventually meet its fate. But seldom has a battle against mortality been a prettier fight.
Now that July’s heat and humidity have arrived with a vengeance, the garden is responding vigorously (especially the weedy residents of said garden.) Most of the vegetables seem to be holding their own, but the battle to keep them from being swamped is perpetual. At times, it’s overwhelming, and I become even more grateful for […]
My last post was about how I fell in love with a flower. Alas, hussy that I am, I’ve added more floral amours to my life. There’s the red Calynopsis that I bought from the same Amish greenhouse as my beloved Bluebird Columbine: The sturdy pansies, ever cheerful and always faithfully blooming: The lilacs, which […]
This is the season of flowers: apple blossoms, plum blossoms, lilacs, dandelions, violets, and the cheerful little flowers of ground ivy. (I really don’t understand the virulent public opinion that condemns ground ivy, aka creeping Charlie, as a weed to be utterly eliminated. The bees love it, as do I.) As lovely as these ephemeral […]
Our local birds have tried their hands (well, beaks) at gardening once again this year. They didn’t patch a miniature row of sunflowers against the lower deck like they did last year, but the one they did plant was a real beauty. It emerged from a tiny hole and grew up against the post that […]
Despite my ambitious spring intentions, my garden by fall always becomes a Darwinian struggle for survival. This year is no exception. In my defense, the chaotic jungle makes an excellent wildlife refuge; just ask the bunnies and the butterflies. And in my further defense, sometimes the chaos produces lovely and unexpected flowers. These uninvited but […]