Wildflower Wednesday, hosted by Gail at Clay and Limestone.
Little Joe Pye Weed, Eutrochium dubium 'Little Joe', only grows to about four feet, making it a great "back of the border" plant for late summer interest.
Pollinators love it to pieces. When these flowers actually begin to open, they will fly in from all over.
Like many of our lovely late bloomers, Joe Pye Weed is a member of the Asteraceae family of plants, along with Black-eyed Susans (Rudbeckia sp.) and of course, Asters (Symphyotrichum sp.)
I like to think if you blind-folded me and dropped me into a garden, I could tell you what month of the year it was, almost to the week, by what is blooming. I'd like to think that, but it would need to be the right garden, with the right plants, like Joe Pye Weed which is always showing buds by late July.
Joe Pye Weed tolerates a range of soil conditions and even wet feet if you have a rain garden. I cannot personally attest to it being deer resistant, but it does show up on lists of deer resistant plants.
I'm happy to have a named variety of Joe Pye Weed in my garden. Regular ol' Joe Pye would grow to five to seven feet. That is tall in any garden.
My 'Little Joe' won't come true from seed so I don't bother leaving the seed heads in the fall. I cut them off and leave the plants standing until early spring. I also don't panic in the spring if I don't see new shoots coming up right away. 'Little Joe' likes to take its time in the spring.
My little stand of 'Little Joe' has expanded only a foot or so out from the original planting, taking about four years to do so. I don't think it would engulf a garden border by any means.
I like to stand next to it in the evening and look at the pollinators.
Wednesday, July 27, 2016
Saturday, July 23, 2016
Hello from the Midwest. We cannot believe it has been six months since we last wrote to give you an update on our adventures here in the Midwest.
First, we need to report some sad news. It appears that our dear sister camellia 'Kuro Delight' did not make it through the winter. 'Snow Flurry' and I ('April Delight') watched and waited for her to leaf out but sadly, she did not.
We wondered for the longest time if Carol noticed that 'Kuro Delight' didn't leaf out like she should have. Then the other day we stopped wondering. Carol pulled 'Kuro Delight' out and presumably took her to the compost pile where she may serve in other ways, if you know what we mean.
In the meantime, I will admit 'Snow Flurry' looks a lot better than I ('April Delight') do. Or is it the other way around? We do get confused because we both have white flowers and 'Kuro Delight' was supposed to have pink flowers. Sadly she never bloomed.
However, in her place here in the Garden of Southern Follies and Delights at May Dreams Gardens, Carol planted three crape myrtles, Lagerstroemia indica, the other day. We looked at the tags and almost busted a bud laughing. They sell them as perennials up here in the north. Isn't that a leaf-slapper? Down home in the south those crape myrtles are small tree.
Oh boy, they sure don't expect much from crape myrtles up here.
Anyway, she planted three crape myrtles in between us two camellias. One is called 'Enduring Summer'. Good name. We hope it also knows the importance of enduring winter around here. The other two didn't have names so we are calling them 'crape follies'.
And in front of them, do you know what she planted? Crinums! We think they are going to "go south" at the first sign of winter, but maybe not, and hopefully not. Cindy from My Corner of Katy sent them from her garden all the way from Texas earlier this spring Texas!
Did we mention we are all in the Garden of Southern Follies and Delights? We hope we are more delight than folly, but only time, and another winter or two, will tell which one.
Well, that's about all we've got from now. Please send messages to Carol to make sure she mulches us real good before winter sets in. Then just hope these new crape myrtles and crinums grow good strong roots before the snow flies. That may be there only hope of survival.
With a shared love of gardening,
'April Remembered' and 'Snow Flurry', the two camellias of May Dreams Gardens
Sunday, July 17, 2016
|Always good to see bees in the garden|
I plan to deadhead spent blooms long before they cast their seeds about the garden. I envision effortless hours spent spreading the finest mulch in each flower border and along the paths of the vegetable garden so everything looks orderly and well kept, as though a wonderful, attentive caregiver tends the garden.
In my mind as the caretaker, when I pull out weeds, they are small and dainty and willingly let loose from the soil with my slightest tug. If there are even any weeds at all after the fine job I will have done with mulching.
When I am the caretaker all the plants in the garden will naturally have water when they need it, which will fall gently from the heavens onto the garden, precisely when the garden needs it. Of course, I stand at the ready to also provide water with a garden hose that never kinks.
No plants wither and die without a good reason on my caretaking watch. Diseases and insects stop just on the other side of the fence and admire the garden from afar, side by side with the rabbits, raccoons, and meadow voles.
Who wouldn't want to be the garden caretaker I imagine myself to be?
Then on "day two" of the gardening season, I look about and realize there are some problems in the garden.
It is then that I cast off the "I love to garden" apron that I wear as a caretaker and switch to the cape and leotard of a garden hero.
I am in full rescue mode. I begin flinging mulch from one bed to another and hope, by some miracle it will actually cause now-full-grown weeds to wither and die while the plants I planted flourish. Since this is never the case, I drag out a variety of weeding tools and begin the battle.
I cut back, pull out, hoe down and otherwise exert all my energies on weeding.
Then I notice it hasn't rained for some time and plants are beginning to wilt, especially those still in the containers they came home from the garden center in, weeks after I purchased them. I grab the hose, which immediately senses my touch and kinks in three places and stubbornly refuses to deliver more than a trickle of water until I say the magic words and make offerings to the goddesses of the garden hoses in exchange for more water.
I've never quite figured out the magic words to unkink the hoses, though I know those magic words don't start with D or S and definitely not F, and my offerings are apparently insufficient, so there I stand for what seems like hours, but it is probably just minutes, trickling water on each plant, hoping it is enough to revive them until I can slay the kinks of the garden hoses for good.
By the way, the F word is Frass, which, of course, is insect poop and the gardener's secret cuss word.
But there is no time to just be a hero with weeding and watering. I must heroically deadhead, prune, tie up, and somehow get all the garden plants to behave because by day two in the garden they are spewing seeds, growing in the wrong direction or not growing at all, and in some cases, reaching out to attack one another.
|Just what is this wisteria going to do with its captured zinnia?|
And while I am in full garden hero mode, with my cape flapping in the wind as I am attacking weeds, pleading with the goddesses of the water hoses and disciplining the misbehaving plants, those insects, plant diseases, rabbits, raccoons and meadow voles are coming in from all directions, ready to party in my garden and leave their messes for me to clean up.
Of course I'm not invited to their parties or know in advance when they are happeming. They are like those midnight raves that just pop up. By morning, I can see the damage and add "clean up the mess made by fill-in-the-blank" to my ever growing list of things to do as the garden hero who is going to save her garden and once again restore order and peace throughout the borders and beds.
For it is the hope of order and peace in the garden, the dream of returning to the quiet life of a garden caretaker, that keeps me going from one day to the next, from one season to the next, year in and year out.
I suppose I'll never be able to fully retire my garden hero cape, but it would be nice to occasionally be able to rightfully wear the "I love to garden" apron, to be caught up on weeding, watering, and plant disciplining, to be just be a caretaker for awhile.
A gardener can dream...
Friday, July 15, 2016
|Lilium lancifolium 'Flore Pleno'|
Here in my USDA Hardiness Zone 6a garden, it is high summer and the gardens are putting out the blooms, mostly on schedule.
Yesterday evening, the skies darkened, the temperatures dropped and several thunderstorms rolled through bringing wind, rain, and bits of hail.
Thankfully, the garden withstood the attack and for the most part, all the plants were standing tall in the morning. Those that weren't will likely right themselves eventually. If not, I'll help them later.
Blooms? Or yes, summertime is full of blooms.
Out in Plopper's Field, where I plop in plants wherever there is an open spot, the lovely-to-some and hideous-to-others double-flowering lily, Lilium lancifolium 'Flore Pleno', has begun to open its blooms. Behind it is the common but too-pretty-not-to-have coneflower, Echinacea purpurea.
What else blooms in Plopper's Field?
There are Shasta daisies, Leucanthemum × superbum.
And the tiny white flowers of calamint, Calamintha nepeta var. nepeta.
And another lily, Lilium 'Black Beauty', an Orientpet lily.
As I've said for months, Plopper's Field needs a good bit of editing and weeding. I'll weed as I can for during the summer and this fall, begin some editing.
Out in the vegetable garden the zinnias are beginning to bloom.
What I didn't plan on was being so smitten with them, again, after all these years.
Individually, they can be quite stunning.
Another garden border, August Dreams Garden, is starting to get interesting, right on schedule. It was designed for late blooming flowers.
There we see the first blooms on the cup flowers, Silphium perfoliatum.
Nearby is Culver's Root, Veronicastrum virginicum.
Wildflower Wednesday, another great meme for sharing information on flowers. It takes place on the 4th Wednesday of the month and is hosted by Gail at Clay and Limestone.
I did let a daylily sneak in there amongst the mostly native prairie plants. This one has flower stems over five feet tall and is called 'Notify Ground Crew'.
All of August Dream Garden will be in bloom the next time we meet for bloom day.
Between then and now, I need to go out and pick green beans.
What's blooming in your garden as we reach the height of summer?
We would all love to have you join us for Garden Blogger's Bloom day and show us.
It's easy to participate. Just post on your blog about what's blooming in your garden on or about the 15th of the month, then leave a link to your bloom day post in the Mr. Linky widget below and add a comment to tell us what you have for us to see.
And remember, "We can have flowers nearly every month of the year." ~ Elizabeth Lawrence