The Expensive Stick

If you are reading this blog, you all ready know that I am obsessed with plants.

Not the big-box garden center, common, cheap variety; but the expensive search-the-world-over kind.

My obsession sometimes leads to sinning, as in coveting someone else’s plants.

I am ashamed to admit this is true.  Breaking a commandment over a plant.

(Yes, Gail K.  I coveted your Edgeworthia.)

I have always wanted a paperbush shrub, but feared one would not survive in zone 7.

When I saw one blooming in a neighbor’s yard I almost ran off the road.

Thoughts of coming back late at night with a shovel crossed my mind.

Do they have a dog?  Would the chickens squeal on me?

So I was thankful to find an Edgeworthia chrysantha at one of my go-to places for the strange and obscure.

It was dormant.  It looked like a stick. There was no tag.  I had to buy it on faith.  Lots of faith.

Mr. Flower looked at the pot with the stick in it and the expensive price tag with a puzzled look.

“It’s on my LIST.”  I said.   “Gail has one…”

There is no arguing with a woman obsessed.

My new baby is sprouting leaves.

I hope these don’t end up being expensive snacks for our herd of deer.

But that’s another story. (Stay tuned)

P.S. Here is a picture of the bunnies. (Gail doesn’t have bunnies.)


The Fairies Go Camping

The fairies wanted to celebrate the Spring Equinox by going on a camping trip.

I agreed only if RBG went along to chaperone.

They seem to be having a great time.


Of course Wingrid, being a ghoul, must sleep during the day.


RBG has taken up fishing.


I hope this won’t encourage her to retire anytime soon.


Peacock needs to keep slathering on the sunscreen.


There’s nothing worse than burned blue skin.


I hope all of you are enjoying this first day of spring as much as the fairies.



Sweet Betsy Trillium

I have a new friend under the fig tree, Sweet Betsy, Trillium cuneatum.


It was sent to me by a fellow blogger, Marian St. Claire of Hortitopia.

I am happy to report that is blooming and spreading.

I learned about this plant at a writer’s workshop

when the two women at my table learned I was a garden blogger,

they both said their favorite flower was ‘Sweet Betsy’.

I was embarrassed to confess that I had never heard of Sweet Betsy.

I shared this story with Marian. She kindly shipped one to me.

That’s how we plant folks are.


Thanks Marian.

I love Sweet Betsy so much I may write a song about her.


Daffodil March

I think we love daffodils because they show up just when we need them.


Flashes of yellow appear as winter is loosening its grip on the land.


I welcome the bright yellow blooms as they foreshadow the bright spring sunshine.


I have many types of daffodils in a variety of colors,


but my favorite is and always will be the Tete-a Tete.


It is named for having two flowers on some of its stems.

Some of mine even have three!

Tete-a-Tete daffodil

This make them look like bouquets in the garden.


Good Hope

I have been watching in amazement as my Clivia ‘Good Hope’ flowers for the first time ever.


Its butter-yellow finger-like buds finally opened into big happy blooms this week.


I did not realize that it would get this large.

Clivia miniata ‘Good Hope’ Fire Lily

Even its roots, which slither along the surface, are big.


Another giant houseplant. Hooray!



I Wish I Was Mee

I have been too sickly to go out into the garden this week,

instead I traveled down the Amazon with Margaret Mee and her friend Rita.

I would have been terrified running the rapids in a dugout canoe,

if I had not been safely tucked in my bed while doing it.

Not only is she adventurous, she is also an artist.

Her botanical watercolors are famous for their beauty as well as accuracy.

Margaret Mee gets placed on my hero list with Marianne North and Beatrix Potter.

I was almost glad to be sick, so that I could float and forage through the jungles.



The Amaryllis Dance

A single stem florescence must maintain balance.

It does this by dancing very slowly around the stem.

Symmetry must be maintained as the flowers bloom.

The round dance is called circumnutation.

I have been watching my Benifica Amaryllis dance this week.

There is an odd number of blooms.

The last one to open is days behind the others and smaller.

I have observed this last bud slowly spinning above its sisters.

It has finally settled down close to the oldest bloom which is beginning to wither.

Taking up the space that is being vacated.

Timing and balance.

We can learn from our green relatives if we pay close attention.


The Pansy Run in the Rain

On the coldest, rainiest day last week I could not stand the emptiness any longer.

Yes, I was alone again, but I am not talking about an empty house.

It was all those empty pots.

Their yawning maws were calling me every time I walked by.

I had tried to find the right pansies numerous times in the past month. I need a pretty face you see.

So on this dreary day, I ventured out to yet another location to scrounge for plants.

I stood in the pouring rain and carefully selected each six-pack of pansies (one viola).

When I finally brought my flat to the check-out, I was soaked and dripping.

The check-out person had obviously been watching my pansy picking.

“You must have really needed some pansies today.” she said as she checked me out.

“It was an emergency.” was my reply.


I feel a “Pine Needle Run” coming on next week.


I hope I won’t have to do that in the rain, too.