To this date in early February, the winter’s temperatures have fit precisely into the definition of zone 7a with a recent overnight low of three degrees (Fahrenheit). By a long shot, this can not be called a severe winter, though it has been considerably colder than ones in recent years. While winter temperatures have not…
The berries are ripe
The upper rear garden is a flurry of activity. Robins have discovered ripe berries on the ‘Mary Nell’ holly that is readily viewed from the sunroom. In recent weeks, the earlier ripening berries of the Koehne holly along the driveway were harvested, and for a few days, robins plucked berries from nandinas. Not to worry,…
After the cold
The worst of this winter is over, I presume. I recall more prolonged stretches of cold, including a full month, decades earlier when temperatures did not rise above freezing in my first year working outdoors (nearly fifty years ago). Of course, that included multiple days falling below zero (Fahrenheit), while happily, our overnight low recently…
Surviving the cold
It’s cold out there. I’ve seen colder, much colder, but it’s been a while since we’ve had such an extended stretch of days staying below freezing. Snow has covered the garden for nearly two weeks, and even as the neighborhood thaws in milder temperatures in the next week, snow will linger in this mostly shaded…
Due for a redo?
I hesitate to mention this for fear that my wife might read this entry (a rarity). But if she did, it could lead to trouble. The plantings on both sides of the driveway entrance are out of control. Occasionally, I debate chopping everything out and starting over, but I greatly prefer lush and overgrown to…
Waiting for the snow to melt
With snow covering the garden for two weeks, I’m becoming increasingly anxious to get out to do something. Shoveling the driveway gets me outside, but this deepens mounds of snow covering hellebores along the drive that could begin flowering in the next few weeks. I refuse to expend additional effort to toss the snow further…
No worries
Happily, I no longer wake before 5 AM when I would check the overnight low temperature as I dressed for the workday. This morning, I woke to a toasty nineteen degrees (Fahrenheit) and bright sunshine, but afternoon temperatures are expected to rise to a mild forty degrees. Colder weather will soon return, but I have…
A blanket of snow
The pristine cover of snow is now interrupted by many footprints, some mine as I walked the garden to dislodge heavy accumulations from arching branches, but also from deer prospecting for their next meal. I’ve recently become aware that the double strength, November application of deer repellent that typically carries through until spring was waning…
Let it snow
Today is the reward for forward thinking thirty-six years ago when this lot, with a short front and deep back, was selected to build our new home. The short length of driveway is quickly cleared of snow, and with a minimum of effort since my splurge several years ago to purchase a plugin electric snowblower…
A winter afternoon
Berries of the Koehne holly (Ilex koehneana, below) litter the driveway, though these hundreds barely dent the holly’s many clusters. The ripe berries have been dislodged by flocks of robins that are not regularly seen in such numbers, but dependably visit this holly and another equally large ‘Mary Nell’ later in winter. Berries of the…
What’s next?
In my first year since retiring, I’ve obsessively plugged the few remaining gaps in this thirty-five year old, acre and a quarter garden. Any spot of bare earth potentially grows a weed, so every inch must be covered. Of course, this is also an excellent excuse to purchase new plants, so a few weeks ago…
Just enjoy
Early flowering snowdrops barely stand above the arching leaves of a sedge that has slowly invaded its space. In recent years, I’ve chopped this area of ‘Evergold’ sedge (Carex oshimensis ‘Evergold’, below) to the ground before snowdrops appear, but December flowers make this task difficult without injuring an unacceptable number of flowering stems. Oh well,…