




Fascinated by Fungi










When the Dogwood berries start to turn, I get anxious.
No calendar needed. August is ending.
It is almost time to start back to school.
For a teacher this means wrap up loose ends.
There will be no more free time until June.
This is my second year of not teaching, but I still get anxious.
It is a sort of “nesting” behavior, like during pregnancy.
Get it done NOW.
Clean out that closet, write those Thank You notes…
Get ready, finish up, get ready, finish up…
Unlike last year, there are no trips planned. No getting ready.
My page is empty. Totally blank.
I must choose what to do next? Where will I go? Where will I land?
Do not envy this freedom. It is intimidating. It is lonely. I have no tribe.
I am afraid of this clean slate. The canvas is blank.
I must reinvent myself again.
Another era has ended.
A new day is dawning.

The FLOWER is free and full of fear.
My husband has a large cactus. (Ritterocereus pruinosis)

I am not wild about this plant. It is big, tall, ugly and spiny.
He loves it, so I have tolerated its presence for the duration of our marriage.
It has to be moved inside every winter. It is quite a big production.
In and out, in and out, in and out, over and over.
After thirty years of caring for this plant, a small bud formed about midway up.

Finally, his cactus was going to do something exciting!
We have checked its progress daily.
I have photographed the bud’s enlargement.
When will it open? What color will it be?

I was hesitant to leave town for fear of missing the big event.
Alas. When I checked on it this morning, the bud was going limp and shriveling.

I hate it when that happens.
Such disappointment.

I am considering cutting the top off to root it.
Any suggestions?
I looked out my kitchen window this morning and yelped for joy.
There they finally were
among the weedy unwelcome morning glories.
FLYING SAUCERS!

I planted them on April 25. I wondered why I had not seen one yet.
Aren’t they lovely?
Daddy’s favorite color of blue, bluebird blue.
Blue and white.
BEAUTIFUL!
Follow the FLYING SAUCERS.
Talk about a tantalizing title!
One of the wild Passion vines that I found on the bank has finally put out a bloom.

Now I can post the wild flower photo side-by-side with my hybrid I ordered.




I found three wild vines on the bank. I have cleared out the weeds around them and staked them.
They seem to be struggling to survive, unlike the potted hybrid.
Typical. “I’d Rather be a Tall Ugly Weed” (Julio Noboa Polanco)
Follow the wild FLOWER!
July is NOT my favorite month in the garden.
Water, weed, pick, again; water, weed, pick, again…
Too many tommy toes.
Itchy squash plants host their skittering beetles.
Zucchinis grow giant the minute my back is turned.
Pumpkins? I didn’t plant pumpkins.
Tomatoes… tomahtoes…potatoes…potahtoes..
Let’s kill the whole thing off. Get the sprayer and fill it with herbicide.
WAIT! There is one non-needy, non-weedy spot left in the garden.
A group of flowers, each wearing a crown.
Pineapple Lily. Eucomis.
I appreciate these lovely, long spires of delicate blooms.
I have a change of heart and get the hose to water instead.
Garden Saved by Eucomis!!!
Ants are not bad.

If they are on your blooms,

they are just sipping some nectar.
If they are running up and down the stems and leaves,

you probably have aphids or scale,

which the ants milk like cows.
Ants on blooms are okay.

Ants all over your plant probably means there is a problem.
The ants are a result, not a cause.
Follow the Ants.
It is better to experience a garden from within.
I have many walkways through my gardens to guide the steps of visitors.
I use these paths as places to sit and work in the various areas.
I also pull hoses through on the pathways,
so I stick decorative objects in the ground along the sides to guide the hoses.
It’s so much easier to access a garden for picking, taking cuttings and cleaning
when there is a cleared out open space through it.

My yard is also hilly, so I have made paths that run horizontally
through the middle of the terraces,
so that I can work on the different elevations without climbing up and down.
These paths must be weeded and re-mulched periodically.
I have found that they require less maintenance if there is a
foundation that separates the soil from the seeds that blow in.
I use either layers of newspaper or cardboard.
To refurbish a path, I remove the stepping stones
You may find little friends live under these, so be careful.
I rake the old layer of mulch to the sides of the path.
I then rake the soil of the walkway as flat as possible.
I lay down a base made of 8 to 10 layers of newspaper or cardboard.
Sometimes I use large nails to hold the cardboard in place.
Paint these nails bright colors, so they can be found years later when redoing the path
I water this down and stomp down the cardboard to make it mesh with the soil.
I then add a thick layer of new mulch and replace the stones.

I water all this down again to help it settle.
A pathway is like a long, solid Welcome Mat to invite folks into your garden.
It also keeps those less in-tuned to gardening from stepping all over your precious plants.
I will be doing a post on how to make stepping stones in September.
Follow the FLOWER’s pathways.
I love gladiolas but…

They are boring before they bloom.
They bloom for only a short time.
They fall over when it rains.
When they are done blooming they are messy.
I have tried really hard to accommodate them this year.
In their defense, I did make the mistake of planting them on a hill.
I did plant them in a row, when I usually do groupings.
So these were my mistakes.
I did do some things right.
I staggered the planting times by two weeks.
They are deer resistant, so they have not been snacked on like my hostas and daylilies.
I chose colors that I thought would complement each other.
I also developed a new colorful way of staking them using giant pick-up sticks painted green with recycled glass balls on the ends, to prevent impalement as I weed them.

I planted groups of Acidanthera/Gladiolus callianthus on the ends of the rows to extend bloom time. (These have not bloomed, yet.)
But in the end, they were a flop.
Figuratively and literally.
Another disappointment was the colors in a package named ‘Mardi Gras’.
What should have been a festive mix turned out to be two colors, fuschia and white. Clunk!

The only reasons I haven’t written the company yet are I lost the package and the whites had purple stamens. I love purple, so they are keepers.

They other package of ‘Pricilla’ was lovely.

I will dig these corms up and haul them in for the winter,
but there will be a whole new plan next year.
Follow the FLOWER’s flops.