Wednesday, October 29, 2014
The reaction of the average person around here this week when I said that Ed stays home on nice days to work in the garden was one of disbelief. "Gardening, isn't that all over by now? " Indeed for most people it is over. The weather is closing in on us more quickly every day. We still have a few lovely flowers blooming like this Sedum sieboldi.
One or two plants of Ingeborg's mallow still have their lovely pink flowers.
Elle's Gloriosa Daisies have been fantastic this year, and despite numerous frosts, they haven't all given up yet.
The Emperor of China chrysanthemums are finally starting to bloom. It would be a shame not to visit and appreciate this end of the season beauty.
A beautiful hawk was seen perching in the big cherry tree. It had a dark head and brown speckles on its white chest like a lace necklace. All day the Canada geese make their trial flights over our head. Their honking and wing beats break the quiet until they settle back down on the river or into a cornfield with pungent freshly spread manure. The slate gray juncos have returned. Still in a large group they fly away when approached flashing the white stripes on their tails as they go. They will spend the winter here with the chickadees.
There are weeds to pull. Old enemies and new unknown plants would love to have the whole winter to establish better roots. It is our goal to leave as many of the garden beds clean and looking good as possible. The pictured weeds here are now working to make compost. Cutworms, Japanese beetle larva and slugs are squished when they are discovered and added to the bucket of weeds. Gloves worn because of the cool weather make this a fun activity.
This lemon verbena was not selected for a spot on the basement windowsill because there was no more space available. Rather than leave it in the ground to die of neglect when the weather really turns cold, it was moved to compost while still green. In a couple of years its unmistakable scent will be encountered once again as compost is sifted. The cycle just keeps moving forward.
This snow sled was purchased at an end of season sale. Becky felt it might serve as a stone boat. Freshly fallen leaves make a slick surface to slide the stone over. It was moved downhill despite the fact that the distance to the driveway was greater that way. The pull was easy and once it nearly overtook me. A smooth pull behind the Ranger delivered this beauty close to the developing rock garden.
We expect the frost to enter the ground here in about two weeks. If the rain moves away, a real start can be made now on the next gardening season.
Friday, October 24, 2014
This is the current status of our original attempt to transplant arbutus from the wild. Four separate plants form the central cluster. A fifth plant appeared from seed but that seed must have been moved in the soil with the transplant. Three of these arbutus are male. The lone female made flowers for the first time this year. It appears that these plants will soon reach the stone well that keeps them safe. A larger stone well will likely replace the present one.
These plants are in the lower left corner of the above photo. They were taken with this year's wild dug plants since it appeared to me that as many as five new plants from seed completed the clump. If all goes according to plan, an attempt to separate them will be made in the spring. Root disturbance has been avoided with a passion since I believe that damaged roots cause transplant failure. One way to test my theory is to dig these up. This will also afford me the opportunity to see actual root structure. Great care will be taken both during the dig and after the move to try to keep these plants alive. A close look at the picture revealed what may be a new plant from seed centered at the lower edge of the clump.
This picture was taken on moving day, May 07, 2014. It rather clearly shows three different plants although matching their original placements with the present photo remains a puzzle. The amount of new growth realized in one growing season following transplantation is incredible. These young plants were placed in suitably poor unamended soil and they were watered nearly every rainless day. Now I am really looking forward to my chance to separate and relocate these plants.
This plant is growing in the black plastic nursery tray visible in the lower right of the first photo. The tray was filled with soil taken under mature white pines. Arbutus seed gathered here this summer was sprinkled on the soil surface. Little has happened here and I believe that arbutus seed requires cold temperatures before it will germinate. We really do not expect plants from these seeds until next summer. If wishing made it so this would be a new arbutus plant, but I think that is something else. It will remain undisturbed and we will watch and wait but little is expected. A chance to look at the new plant growing at the edge of the recent transplants has changed or opinion of the possible identity of this plant. It may just prove to be arbutus.
Arbutus is one of many plants that forms its flower buds ahead of the coming winter. That seems risky to me but if arbutus has taught me anything it is that this plant will follow its natural time schedule no matter what. Try to interfere as I must, the plant does its thing when it knows that the time is right. These buds are on a plant known to be male. One of our goals for next year is to take a picture of a male flower when it is loaded with yellow pollen. We have yet to see this since other garden tasks keep us very busy at that time of year.
These are the six plants were transplanted form the wild earlier this year. They were taken from a ridge that exposed them to full sun every day. All of the leaves growing under that condition were small and sunburned but the plants were heavily covered with flowers there. Moved under a white pine, these plants now get only a few hours of daily direct sunlight. Their leaf color has normalized and the new leaves are typically sized. Here again the need for a larger protective wire cage is becoming apparent.
This bud cluster is on a plant known to be female. Perhaps you can see a difference between the proportions of the male buds and the female buds. There is so much left to learn about this plant.
This row of white pines was planted by the last man to try to farm here. In the more than one quarter of a century that they have been growing here, natural soil conditions should meet the needs of arbutus. Located near a formerly cultivated field, this ground has remained undisturbed save for the cows that were pastured here. No hardwood trees grow nearby so smothering by fallen leaves would not be a problem here. The exposure is south west but arbutus planted here could grow into the shade. A mown trail lies just on the other side of these trees so water can be hauled here. This looks like the best spot that we have to try to grow more wild arbutus.