I have always been fascinated by spider webs. Nothing makes them stand out better than fog.
I am in a cloud. Sitting on the porch. Listening to last night’s rain dripping from the trees.
Along the porch railing are dozens of glistening spider webs. They are blowing in the breeze, but the drops are clinging to their threads.
This is what peace looks like.
Wet webs on the porch on an October morning.
FLOW
The Monarchs are visiting the mountain this week. We have enjoyed watching them feeding on our neighbors’ butterfly bush.
Monarchs aren’t the only butterflies on the Buddleia bush.
There are Painted Ladies and Buckeyes at the party, too.
There is nothing better than a butterfly…
except a bushful of butterflies.
FLOWER
Blowing Rock has a joyful group of dahlias planted on the bank of Main Street right in front of the park. I enjoyed studying their colors and forms this evening.
The garden club plants and tends this gorgeous display. The work takes skill and doing this on a bank makes the results extra impressive.
Here is just a sampling of the Blowing Rock dahlia extravaganza.
DAZZLING!
FLOWER
Mr. Flower and I had the good fortune of finding a full grown American Chestnut tree during our travels in the Appalachian Mountains yesterday. Finding one is rare due to the Chestnut blight which started around 1904 and wiped out billions of the Castanea dentata species. This tree was dominant in the Appalachian Mountains before the blight of the Asian Bark Fungus/Cryphonectria parasitica arrived.
The fungal disease was believed to have been imported from Japan on some Japanese chestnut trees which are resistant. The American Chestnut’s demise affected atleast 60 different species of wildlife that counted on the American Chestnut trees for food.
Various methods have been used to restore populations. Researchers have done intercrossing and backcrossing with with the trees that have survived. Some genetic modification has been tried using a gene from wheat.
We were thrilled to find this tree and see its mean, green burred fruit with an enclosed nut.
FLOWER
I brought a few of my Chinese Ground Orchids up the mountain. They are also called Hardy Ground Orchids which are said to survive in the ground in Zones 5 -7.
I am new to Zone 5 gardening. The winters here are harsh. I hate sacrificing plants during experimentation. I decided to bring one pot into the unheated garage to go dormant and divide the second pot.
I will put 1/2 of this plant in the ground and pulled some pseudobulb/tubers to wash, photograph and store inside.
If all fails, I have a nice stand of this plant inside the fence at Wildwood which is in Zone 7. I can get more in the spring and try again.
Ground Orchid Needs Safekeeping
Quandry solved.
FLOWER
It was forty-eight degrees this morning when I checked the thermometer on the porch. This is a tad too chilly for the Queen. I never dally when it comes to bringing in my tropicals.
My first order of business was to find the handtruck. I should have trimmed her before bringing her in, but it was raining.
I bent the one-third rule a bit. I saved the best cuttings incase some local followers want some.
I can bring some to Wildwood when I return there in October for winter-prep and Rose’s birthday.
Message me if you want some Queen cuttings. I will also put out a list of plants for adoption while I am there. Stay tuned for that.
The mountain weather seems to pay more attention to the equinoxes than the piedmont. I must adjust to this.
FLOW
The fuss is always over the blooms. How many? How big? When will it bloom?
I fell in love with the Queen of the Night because of the leaves. My friend Madge/The Fairy had one at the farmers’ market. The pot had one long leathery leaf in it. On the edge of that leaf were tiny, shiny leaflets emerging.
A bloom was the furtherist thing from my mind. I was fascinated by a leaf becoming a stem.
The next trick the plant did was to send up a stalk/stem five feet into the air. It reached up and touched the clothesline. I secured it there with a clothespin. Then she grew another one from that one.
My Queen has not made an attempt to bloom this year. She is growing and adjusting to her new home on the mountain.
She will bloom again when she is ready…and so will I.
FLOWER
I have a beautyberry bush in my garden at Wildwood. It has thrived in my absence. I love it when things do that.
I found a bigger, more berriful bush in a Charleston garden. It grew in the side garden of the Manigault Mansion. It seems things grow better in Charleston.
I am still proud of my little bush on the hill at home. It is just as lovely.
It’s the purple that counts!
FLOWER
