We’ve had such weird weather here in Connecticut over the last year or so. I know I’m not writing anything new here as so many gardening blogs that I read on a frequent basis discuss strange weather as well. However, the strange weather does cause some plants to die off as a result. During the freak snowstorm last October near Halloween, several bushes and small trees in my garden split under the weight of the snow and, sadly, I was unable to save several of them no matter how hard I tried. After removing the dead plants and looking at the holes their vacancy left, I have replaced many of the areas with new plants. In some cases just a replacement of what was there and in other cases I have replaced the area with plants that are new to my garden and new to me. I guess I’m just trying to mix it up a little since I’ve been given the chance to do so. Above is a close up of one of my new plants–a witch hazel bush or Hamamelis, as it is called in botanical Latin. For my Hamamelis, I have chosen an intermediate hybrid called ‘Jelena’ with copper-colored, scented flowers that look like little streamers. The flowers appear in very early Spring and then the green leaves above turn into beautiful orange/red foliage in the Fall. ‘Jelena’ being an intermediate hybrid, or x intermedia, means that ‘Jelena’ is a child of two parents: the Chinese witch hazel (Hamamelis mollis) and the Japanese species (H. japonica).
I probably would have never purchased a witch hazel bush for my garden five years ago. Even though I had never really looked closely at one, just the name alone was a turn-off to me. Then I had the opportunity to see one that was blooming in early Spring of 2011 and decided that I needed one for my garden. The streamer-like blooms so early in the Spring are quite a look and one that I wanted in my neck of the woods. I’m just sad that the way it came into my garden was because something else had died and needed to be taken out…..I guess that’s just the way Mother Nature works it.
It’s time for another edition of Friday Dance Party here on Acorns On Glen. It’s the time where we give thanks for making it through another week and for being alive and present here on Earth. How do we celebrate another week of living? We dance. So, are you alive this Friday? Are you and your family safe and sound? Take a few seconds now to be in the moment and realize what a great life you truly have. Did you give thanks for that?
Good, now let’s dance.
So I know my post is late today versus previous Friday Dance Party posts. There is a reason and it has to do with routine. I have been thinking a lot lately that I am getting sick and tired of doing the same routine day in and day out. I want my life to be more exciting, more spontaneous. Honestly, I do the same things at the same time day after day after day. For example, I brush my teeth every day at 7:15 AM. I leave for work at 8:10 AM. I eat the same foods over and over. I go to bed at the same time every night. I am feeling like an old boring man and I want to change it up. I want to live life more on the edge. Be careful what you wish for…..because today I got my wish!
I walked out of the house this morning thinking my briefcase was in the car. I was the last one to leave the house and so I locked it up tight. With just my car key, my cellphone and a Pepsi Max, I went to my car only to realize that I did not have my briefcase. It wasn’t inside my car. Instead, it was inside the locked house. Which means I don’t have a house key, an office key, a file drawer key where I lock my work computer up each night or a security badge to get into work. All of these things are in my briefcase. So I call everyone that has a key to the house on Glen Road and, of course, no one answers. They just don’t answer their phones, but their texts and emails as well. Smartphones are great if everyone utilizes them at the same time! I finally decide to go to work–I’ll be in there in person and, worse case, I won’t have my computer. However, most of my remaining morning has been tied up in getting a temporary security badge to get into my company’s building, then waiting for security to come unlock my office. I have found out there are loaner computers, but they take an hour to be delivered and another hour to load with your personal settings. Bottom line, it’s noon and I’m sick of change. I want my old, boring, routine life back. What was I thinking? I don’t want to have to beg, plead, show my ID or pay money to get one-day replacements. Can Friday start again the old way for me? I just want everything I like and need to be right up next to me. Which reminds me of this week’s song. It’s ‘Next To Me’ by Emeli Sande. Emeli is a big hit in the UK and only now being heard in the US. So turn up your speakers and dance. You’ve scored another week. Even if it’s been a little wild and frenzied, like my Friday, it still counts. I’ll see you later….it is about 12:30 PM here….that’s the time I ALWAYS eat lunch. I love my routine!
On our recent trip to Las Vegas, we saw some of the most fantastic flower arrangements in the lobbies of all of the hotels we visited. At the Wynn hotel in particular, I was amazed at the large balls of flowers that were hung from a grove of trees that was located next to guest registration. Admiring these huge multi-colored clusters of flowers reminded me of the phlox that were growing at home in my garden. When I returned home, the phlox must have known I was thinking of them because they were in full bloom.
The phlox that I grow in my garden, Phlox paniculata, are the ones that most people are familiar with when you mention these beautiful Summer stunners. Phlox paniculata are the tall garden phlox with their big, fragrant clusters of blossoms. The blossoms vary in color but are most commonly seen in red, pink, salmon, lavender, purple or white. They grow two to four feet tall and are most common in planting zones 3 to 8.
I have three varieties of phlox in my garden. Along with the picture at the top, here are some shots of the bright red Phlox paniculata ‘Bright Eyes’, which is my favorite:
Here is the lavender Phlox paniculata ‘Franz Schubert’:
Rounding out the trio, here is Phlox paniculata ‘Bright Eyes’:
Phlox prefer full sun or very light shade along with light, fertile soil with ample organic matter to retain moisture. They also need good drainage. I try to provide adequate air circulation around the plants and also stake them up versus letting them fall over onto the ground due to the weight of the flower cluster. You should also cut off spent blooms to avoid having the plant go to seed. If you are looking for a great garden perennial, especially one that blooms in the heat of Summer, the phlox is the plant for you. They are quite phlox-y (I had to write that just one more time…sorry).
To be honest about it, when I realized that my original garden was not growing very well because the plots were not getting enough sun, I was filled with many emotions. There was disappointment and sadness because I had worked so hard to grow all of the plants from seeds under my grow light and so to see them struggling to live was hard. Anger was present, of course. How could I be so stupid and not realize that the sun was not going to shine through the surrounding trees once they were filled with leaves? The money part weighed on me as well. It wasn’t cheap to build four beds with nice gravel between them and then surround the plots with a secure fence to keep assorted critters out. At the end of the 2011 gardening season, I thought it was over for my garden sanctuary. It was time to dismantle the whole thing and just give up.
Over the Winter and into the beginning of the 2012 gardening season, I took some time to think about what, if anything, would grow and prosper in the area. I came up with a list of crops that thrived in early Spring and actually would be harvested before the trees surrounding the old garden would be full of leaves. I decided to not give up on the garden, but try planting three of the four plots with early providers–namely, a large plot of asparagus, another plot of horseradish and, last but not least, a third plot of rhubarb.
With these three groups of plantings, I am hoping to allow them to start growing in very early Spring when the surrounding trees are leaf-less. The three groups are some of the earliest plants to show their faces (or leaves) when Spring has just barely arrived. I also hope to get a few spears of asparagus, some off-white roots of horseradish to grind and some stalks of tangy rhubarb and be done with the plants by the time Spring has fully sprung and the area becomes more shaded. At that point, the plants can continue to grow, but their best performance will be behind them.
At this point, the plants in the three plots are in their first year of growth. While they seem to be growing and multiplying, it is too early to make a call if they are going to make it in the coming years and produce enough asparagus, horseradish and rhubarb for us to eat. It’s better than nothing, right? Keep your fingers crossed. As well, I still have one plot left and empty. Any ideas on something similar that I can put in my last plot of garden?
This is not the greatest way to start your Sunday. When the
Saint animal control guy first came to the house to remove the woodchuck I had caught in my Havahart trap, he said that where there is one, there are several. Guess what, he was right!
Let’s start the story from where we last left off with our woodchuck gossip. As a precaution to keep what’s left of my garden in a healthy state, I have continued setting my trap as much as possible to deter my new woodchuck neighbors. Several plants have snapped back after being eaten by a woodchuck earlier in July and I vowed to keep it that way. Last weekend, the food that I had loaded the trap with came up missing with nothing to show for it. I had actually seen a chipmunk run in and bring out a piece of cantaloupe, so I figured that the food was going out in that manner–to an animal very light in weight so that it doesn’t trip the trap, but crafty enough to get the bait out.
This Sunday morning, I woke up and looked out the window as I do every morning that the trap is set. The door was closed! I crept out in pajamas and my garden boots. I listened for any sounds coming out of the trap–silence. I lightly kicked the trap. If you were inside a cage and trapped and then someone kicked the trap, wouldn’t you run around a little or at least give out a scream? I got zip. So I took my scissors and cut open the black contractor bag I had placed around the trap. Look at what was on the other side looking at me………
#2 is much smaller than #1 and less crazy. Less crazy meaning #2 isn’t slamming itself against the trap door to try to escape. I have to say that I am still not brave enough to pick up the trap and empty it, but I was less crazed than the first time I caught one. Who knows, by the time I catch #6 in my trap, I might be a real frontier man. I could live with the Laura Ingalls Wilder family on Plum Creek and trap my own food and drink water out of a stream. Who am I kidding? I’ll never be like that….and please God, don’t let there be 6!
Guess what? It is time for another edition of Friday Dance Party on Acorns On Glen. It’s the time where we give thanks for making it through another week and for being alive and present here on Earth. How do we celebrate another week of living? We dance. So, are you alive this Friday? Are you and your family safe and sound? Take a few seconds now to be in the moment and realize what a great life you truly have. Did you give thanks for that?
Good, now let’s dance.
Do you ever have one of those weeks that seem to fly by? So fast that it is almost a blur. You know you went through it, but you don’t remember much about it. Well, this seems to be the week that I’ve had. I’ve been working a lot and so that has left little time to do other, more exciting things. Who would have thought that the woodchuck trapping adventure would be the highlight of my week? It seems for a while that all I was doing was running a 24-hour woodchuck reporting network. I was so crazed to catch that animal and save my garden! One part of the story I didn’t write about yet was that every time I went out to deal with the trap I hummed or sang Bon Jovi’s ‘Wanted Dead or Alive’ under my breath. The song just seemed to get me into the proper mindset for the work that had to be done. Funny how I feel bad now about removing the animal from our property. It’s like the universe is going to hunt me down or something for upsetting the cosmic pecking order of things in the environment. So here’s to the woodchuck and all the excitement that he caused. Yes, the woodchuck was ‘Wanted – Dead or Alive’. Glad the alive part worked out for him. Glad the week worked out for us. Another one down and we made it through. Let’s celebrate and dance to my personal ode to the varmint, Bon Jovi’s ‘Wanted Dead or Alive’. I’ve always liked this song and the video with the big hair from the ’80s brings back a lot of old memories. Honestly, I kind of miss that big-haired rocker look. Do you? Have fun dancing!