I love roses and rose gardens, and would love to grow those incredible, elaborate, fragrant teas, but disease problems make them not worth the bother to me. Enter David Austin roses, that give you 95% of the fabulous with only 5% of the effort. Growing this one for a year now, I couldn’t be happier with the results, and when I move to a bigger space, I will absolutely have a whole lot more of these wonderful roses. In addition, this one has the best name of any rose I’ve found: "William Shakespeare 2000".
6/1: my peonies finally fully open.
Katydid. Katydid. Katydid. Katydid.
My calliandra haematocephala, or “Pink Powder Puff” (which I thought was “Power Puff” until I looked at the tag!). I saw a massive (10’) version of this legume disguised as a tree in a garden on Maui this winter. Fortunately, on that same trip, I found a nursery that stocked a dwarf version, and shipped it back to New York. While I kept it alive just fine over our winter, it didn’t seem to thrive until I brought it outdoors for a few months, and now it’s quite happy in this spot (part shade), and has been flowering profusely ever since.
5/25: Anemone coronaria ‘Mr. Fokker’
I planted 50 more of these last fall; they last for months, seem happy in either sun or shade, and produce a blue like no other.
These amazing creatures have started showing up in significant numbers this year as I make my yard more at one with nature. At night, the males create an awesome chorus of the odd sound for which they are named.
5/25: Two years after planting them from rhizome, my peonies finally bloomed! I lost the tag a long time ago, but I believe the variety is “Sarah Bernhardt”. Once open, they are fully pink, but they look perhaps even more lovely before that.
Sorry, you guys, for being gone so long. Work had been crazy. No time to tumbl. But now, school’s out, so to speak, and I’ve got my camera in hand again.
So much has happened since then! The tulips are, of course, long since gone. The alliums followed, then the glads. Dahlias are in full swing, with a beautiful one just opening today. My tomatoes, which I started from seed back in late December, are now several feet taller than me. There has been quarts of raspberries, blueberries, gooseberries, strawberries. I just harvested the last of my garlic. Roses are looking lovely. The grapes are starting to take on the heady scent of late summer. And so much more I’d rather photograph than list…
One thing that happened since my last post was the cicada emergence. Despite being in the heart of Brood II, my particular neighborhood didn’t see many cicadas. The one above is one of only perhaps 5 that I observed. One needed only go a few minutes’ away, though, to hear the incredibly loud and low swarms in action, as well as to see all manner of birds happily feasting on them midair. (Indeed, we had some rare ones this year, including a Mississippi Kite, last seen exactly 17 years ago, during the last emergence.) ’Twas an awesome site.
One last blast for T. ‘Virichic’; looking very punk rock right now.