It’s been a weird few months in Columbus, and here’s the latest curious development– spiky green objects are thrusting upward from the soil here and there, and occasionally they have bright, colorful objects on top of them.
Has anybody else seen these disturbing items? Local authorities have been alerted!
May your day be merry and bright
And my all your Christmases be white!
(And sometimes you need to take your white Christmases where you can find them.)
Several people have asked about the poor, desiccated potted plants that I featured in a blog post a while back. Although some people said the plants looked like they were beyond redemption, in fact some careful attention to watering — and lots of unusually cool July and August weather and rain — has made all the difference. The plants in the two small pots are flowering again, and the plant in the big pot is sprouting lots of green leaves. We’re hoping flowers aren’t far behind.
I also got a useful tip to try the next time we’re on the road. You fill a wine bottle with water, plunk it down into the soil of the pot, and let hydraulic forces do the watering while you’re traveling. I’m going to give that technique a try. There’s only one problem — where in the world will I be able to find an empty wine bottle?
Every time we visit the tropics I’m struck anew by the boldness of the colors of the native flora. They redefine “vivid.” Especially after a monochromatic midwestern winter, a short sojourn in the tropics reawakens the visual senses.
Is it any wonder that Gauguin found inspiration on an island? Were ever reds so red, or purples so purple?
After this cold, dank, never-ending winter, a sighting of the first flowers heralding spring is very welcome. These hardy crocuses, which are traditionally among the first flowers to bloom in our region, sprouted between two bricks to greet the sun’s rays on a dazzling day.
It is wonderful to see a splash of bright color and sunshine after months of wintry gloom.
In the past, I’ve dabbled with gardening. I particularly enjoyed planting flowers at our old suburban home and watching them bloom and grow and flourish. I liked getting my hands dirty and seeing the product of my manual labor, and I even accepted weeding and watering our small flower beds as a useful weekend activity.
But all of my experience with flowers is Ohio-centric, from having a sense about the kind of flowers that seem to do well here, like the zinnias I planted at our old house, right down to following Mom’s admonition that you shouldn’t plant flowers until after Mothers’ Day. I’m guessing that a different rule of thumb would apply in a different climate, like Maine, where the weather might not really warm up until well into June. Drawing exclusively upon midwestern Ohio experiences and trying to apply them to a rocky northern coastal area that is constantly exposed to salty air and experiences periodic nor’easter storms seems ill-advised.
So, a question for the expert gardeners out there: if you want to learn about gardening practices in Maine, or any other new location, where should you go? Is there an authoritative guidebook or website that provides information by region and can get into detail about the basics, like the native plant life, the safe time to plant flowers and which ones are most likely to thrive given the climate and soil conditions, whether planting seeds or seedlings is the best course, and whether particular kinds of grasses or shrubs are more prone to succeed or fail than others? Can you trust the folks at the local hardware store or gardening shop to only offer plants that have reasonable prospects for success given the local conditions, or is that approach doomed to failure?
I feel like a newbie here, and I’m not sure that doing random internet searches and trusting to the Google Gods is the best way to go about gathering information.
The mums are out in force at the Greenbrier, which adds some serious dashes of color to the already beautiful scenery.
This may be the perfect time of year to visit the Greenbrier, and the mums are only part of the reason. The weather has been bright and clear, warm but not too hot during the day and cool in the evening. The leaves are starting to fall, letting us feel them crunch underfoot as we walk the trails and walking paths. Throw in the soothing clip-clop of horse hooves from the carriage rides, and you’ve got a beautiful place to spend a weekend.