Tuesday, November 24, 2015

The snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white. James Lowell

Since my last post we have had our first snowfall of the year.  From green grass, blooming flowers and fifty degree temps to 10 inches of  blowing show and 14 degrees.  It's dark at 5:30 in the afternoon and dawn is just spreading its morning light at 6:30.  

Snow wars.  

The dogs love the snow.  Cold doesn't phase them.  

I wasn't prepared and all my bird houses were still outside.

The garden is covered in a heavy, white blanket.

Wishing everyone a very happy Thanksgiving holiday.  

Sunday, November 1, 2015

There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats. ~ Albert Schweitzer

Went to a movie couple  Saturdays ago.  It was the first movie I've seen this year that I really liked.  De Niro is great.   Just a happy movie with none of the usual misery that passes for relationships, no shootings, explosions, murders...  Go if you get a chance.

More photos from earlier when the garden was at it's peak.  Better late than forgotten.

Pretty in pink.

New clematis already blooming.

Pretty Leaves

Somebody's on my roof.

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

“We abuse land because we see it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect.” ― Aldo Leopold

Beginning the fall corn harvest.

Fall is my favorite season.  This wasn't the best year for fall color.  It was so dry, many of the leaves went from green to gone. Still I love:  Crisp, cool weather; Gold and red leaves; My favorite sweaters; Hot chocolate in the morning; Apple cider donuts; Bugs are gone; Long walks down country lanes.  

Maple leaves turn black in the courtyard.
Light drives lower and one bluejay crams
our cold memories out past the sun,
 By Annie Finch

 Every day the Jays show up shouting for their peanuts.

Queen Ann's lace and chicory on a bright fall morning. 

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Every twig, every branch, every blade of grass Every surface that one can see Has been adorned as though from high above As though diamonds are now given for free.

Poem by Wisconsin poet Christine Kysely

Hard freeze last night.  Sad to see the flowers die  back for the season.  I won't complain.  Some people have 5" of snow and other people have waist  high mud flowing through their homes and burying their cars.

I went out before the freeze and gathered armloads of blooms and shoved them into vases.  A couple more days of summer indoors.

This is a shot of the last day of the 2015 garden,

Good old iris Immortality looked fantastic this fall.

I still have lots of garden pictures that weren't published.  I think I'll just continue to show them through the fall.  Nice to revisit the garden in the cold months.  

Saturday, October 3, 2015

How sociable the garden was. We ate and talked in given light. The children put their toys to grass. All the warm wakeful August night. - Thomas Gunn

The garden is winding down.  Another week or two and we will see a killing frost.  I love the cool, dry air of autumn.  I will miss the fresh tomatoes and sweet corn but I'm not sad about the end of the season for flower gardening.  I'm ready for a change. 

Below are a few shots of favorite plants that bloomed in the late summer.

These are my first Magic Lilies.  There are so many affectionate names for this plant.  Surprise, Magic, Resurrection, and I'm sure others as well...   I found these at the Klehm plant swap this spring.  They were a mass of broken, limp foliage that did not look too promising.  Anyway, I caged the foliage to keep it up off the ground and it remained greenish for several weeks before it disappeared.  I had forgotten them completely when suddenly like magic they reappeared.  

What dreadful hot weather we have! 
It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.
-  Jane Austen  

Phlox is a favorite

The new varieties of phlox  are healthy and long blooming.  I love the impact those big, bright clusters make in my garden.

Tempest is on chipmunk patrol.  I wish he would catch a few.  My yard is like Swiss cheese. 

Thursday, September 24, 2015

In my garden there is a large place for sentiment. My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams. The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers, and the dreams are as beautiful. ~Abram L. Urban

This is my annual award show of garden plants 

My picks for the hardest working plants of 2015

Griffith Buck rose Country Dancer.  Began blooming in May and still producing beautifully, 

In June, Annabelle hydrangea covers itself in big white clusters that remain on the bush throughout the winter.

Purchased these dianthus already blooming in early May.  They look even better now at the end of summer. Never stopped blooming.  

Helenium Mardi Gras covered in blooms all through the heat of  July and August.

Geranium Rosanne blooming from early May until a hard freeze puts it to sleep for the winter.  This plant is simply too good to be true.  It will cover the ground below taller plants or scramble up roses like a vine.  The bluish color is perfect with most garden plants.  It tolerates some drought in blazing sun or partial shade.  No pests or disease. Every year I add more Rosanne plants because they are as close to perfect as a plant can get.

We expect extended bloom from our annuals but some perform above and beyond.  These tried and true plants had no pests, no disease and no slacking off in the hottest months.