The hornbeam tunnel and other curiosities

There are many native plants in the garden, but these alone are not adequate to fulfill my passions. While varied selections of redbuds and dogwoods are arguably native (with some non-natives), the numerous Japanese maples, several magnolias, beech, and others originate from other parts of this glorious planet. I must have these, and many more….

In the heat and rain

Seeds of Blackberry lilies (Iris domestica, below) have been directly sown to spread through sunny parts of the garden in recent years. With effortless germination, gaps are now overfilled, so I no longer harvest the abundant seeds. Still, I’ll consider starting seedlings to pass along to visitors or one of my volunteer groups. I am…

A little wild

Visitors often question if I am able to maintain this acre and a quarter garden without outside assistance. Perhaps they note the untidiness and are politely suggesting the necessity. Unquestionably, there are times when this bursting-at-the-seams garden verges on returning to nature. I prefer plants that collide with neighbors in rambunctious wildness, but there must…

After the rains

Apologies are due for my failure to recollect the variety of pineapple lily (Eucomis, below) that is performing with such splendor at the moment. In a few years, it has multiplied in an out-of-the-way nook to demand my attention, but most notably the pineapple lily is shorter in stature than others so that it does…

A joyous vacation

I will soon plant a Norfolk Island pine (Araucaria heterophylla) in the garden (if I can find one before Christmas). Of course, it is not cold-hardy but I’ve been inspired after seeing towering pines on our recent vacation in the Azores. Norfolk Island is not native to the islands, but it has been prominently planted…

Back to the flood zone

After two weeks of travel, Barbara and I have returned home. We were aware of the flooding rainfall while we were away, and while there was some damage nearby, we suffered no serious issues. But yes, after a brief stroll, I can see that parts of the garden turned briefly to raging rivers that swept…

Home soon

When leaving the garden untended for two weeks in early summer, the gardener is assured of one thing. There will be plenty of weeds to pull when he returns. I can live with that, and since I depend only on rainfall to water the garden little else is necessary. Yes, a tree could fall in…

I don’t remember

As I age, my brain efficiently disposes of what it deems to be extraneous information. There’s a lot. Apparently, visitors to the garden remain impressed by my recollection of plant names, so my lapses and the quantity of “I don’t remember” utterings must escape their attention. Certainly, a part of my failing is due to…

Is it only me?

At the close of a recent tour, a visitor commented on the ‘Whitewater’ redbud (Cercis canadensis ‘Whitewater’) at the top of the rear garden. The variegated redbud with pendulous branching has been slow to catch on in the marketplace, but it’s been a favorite since I first saw a small block growing at a nursery…

Not so bad

As the garden has grown to cover nearly every inch of soil, the golden rain tree (Koelreuteria paniculata, below) is not the scourge that once deposited seedlings far and wide. Still, its planting is one I regret given the troubles it created. No doubt, the brief period of the golden rain’s late June flowering is…

Coming soon

I make no apologies that this garden was constructed for my enjoyment, but along the way I’ve discovered the joy of creating a habitat for wildlife. My obsession with a variety of trees and love of ponds has created shelter and provided water, with enough flowers and berries to provide nourishment for a wide range…

Too much?

I’ve planted several dozen varieties of ferns in shaded areas of the garden. I mistakenly presumed I could recall and identify each, but after quickly failing I backtracked to tag as many as possible. A few did not survive, not due to cold, but possibly failure to adapt to heat and humidity (overly warm nighttime…