Sunday, April 29, 2018

Green Thumb 2018

I reined myself in and purchased only two plants at Green Thumb this year.  Cristina pointed out that I have quite a lot of purple and lavender already, and she's right: persian shield, purple queen, lantana, lavender itself, and all that Delhi primrose.  

So I bought three milkweeds and some sedum. I like the sedum so much, I'm thinking of plugging it in anywhere it'll be safe from trodding feet. But I purchased it to put at the feet of the tall milkweed; I'm hoping they will group together nicely, in the full sun in the front yard! 

Update: One of the milkweeds has already produced a seed pod, just one week later I've tried planting the seeds from one of them.

Sunday, March 4, 2018

Have a bed going in the front, meant to be like a REAL flower bed. Also mulching under lemon tree, which seems actually not to be dying. Where to put my flat of Mexican heather?

Started some peppers from the lovely new pepper plant I got at the Saturday morning market. Fingers crossed! It is a beauty:

I added some cockscomb and some Little Sunshine   as well as some mini purple lantanas.  I've tried to propagate the Little Sunshine and it's doing well, as is the lantana.

Saturday, February 3, 2018

New plants 2018 spring

Just got back from the Saturday Morning Market where I purchased a mecardonia "little sunshine", a very cute little creeper which I hope will do for me what I thought the Ganges primrose would do last year.  I plan on propagating it and lining paths with it. Also, it would look terrific with my variegated sanseverria. The mecardonia requires full sun to part shade, which makes it a great choice for the front yard.

Broke down and got a polka dot plant.  Think I'll put it by the back door, and maybe propagate a few buddies for it. 

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Frozen nonnatives

Alas! I put all my garden basket into one, or two, nonnative plants and this is what I get:

I still love them, and I'll use them if they bounce back, but I'll remember to cover them in the next chilly weather! They're almost groundcover so it would be easy.

Potted plants

November '13
purple pansies, chocolate chip bugleweed which lasted and lasted

November '17

yellow pansies
persian shield
Very nice combo. The pansies held up very well to the January frost. The purple shield did not. Next time, cover.

Both pansies and purple shield came back, pansies immediately, purple shield after a little nursing. The pansies lasted until April. The purple shield is still going strong. I should be propagating persian shield, just like coleus!

April 17
Serena Angelonia
Red Sensation Cordyline, which may well take over the pot completely. Note: a year later, I can't remember it at all.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Blue Porterweed

Is blue porterweed something you should blog about?  The insulting "weed" in the name implies that it's a vigorous self seeder and that's true, but oh, how beautiful is the blue.  When it turns cold and the blue spires blacken, I'll rip them all out and welcome them again in the spring. Unlike beach sunflower, they don't leave behind a barren patch beneath them, reminiscent of a bombed-out crater, so why not let them have their day?

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Train Line to Narnia

A Secret Garden

I discovered a beautiful English garden blooming behind walls when I visited Highclere Castle, where the popular BBC seriesDownton Abbey is filmed. Was I surprised when I saw the plaque on the wall with the garden's name, "The Secret Garden?" Not at all. I was an England now, where all my favorite children's books seemed to be coming true.

Photo: TF Sherman

Harry Potter Land

Arriving at Platform 9 3/4

We took the train from Heathrow Airport to St. Pancras Station. Bleary with exhaustion from the flight, we stopped off in Harry Potter land. On the left of the picture, you can see people posing by the famous Platform 9 3/4 at which Harry embarked each school year for Hogwarts.

We didn’t try imitating his technique of ramming his trunk into the platform, but trotted off wheeling our suitcases in ordinary Muggle fashion.

Photo credit: © User:Colin / Wikimedia Commons / CC-BY-SA-3.0

Wardonia Hotel

Former residence of Mary Poppins

I’m almost certain that our hotel was once the house that the Banks children lived in, and that that front door was the oneMary Poppins knocked at to answer the advertisement for a nanny. Can’t you see her blowing away her competition as they cling to those iron gates? Also, there was a very nice square for us to play in directly across the way.

Three homes must have been thrown together, in the same manner as the the dance academy was created in Ballet Shoesby Noel Streatfield.

Oooh, and in the lower basement windows — can you catch a glimpse of Sara Crew from A Little Princess, her face thin and pinched, starved and persecuted as she was by that awful Miss Minchin? The stairs on those houses are narrow! I went up and down with a suitcase. Carrying a hod of coal would be just awful.

Photo by TF Sherman

On a Nearby Alley

Across from the 500 year old church with the haunted cemetery, down from the Irish pub, and before the policeman on horseback...

On our way to the nearest Indian restaurant, on a sort of alley which wasn’t even a street, we passed St. Mungo’s Dispensary.Harry Potter fans know it as St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Mysteries and Maladies. They keep this one very mum.

Photo: TF Sherman

British Museum

The Red Pyramid, Kane Chronicles, by Rick Riordan, author The Lightning Thief

I was happy to discover the Rosetta Stone all in one piece at the British Museum. (The dad in The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan had blown it up one midnight performing a secret rite to summon the gods of ancient Egypt — big mistake.) I found this dude to be much scarier.

Photo: TF Sherman

I couldn't actually see Bigwig and Holly and Fiver from the bedroom window of my B & B in Combe, near Bath. But I could imagine.

I couldn't actually see Bigwig and Holly and Fiver from the bedroom window of my B & B in Combe, near Bath. But I could imagine.

The Eagle and the Child

Birthplace of Narnia AND Middle Earth

In Oxford, we stuck our heads in the door of The Eagle and the Child (also known as The Bird and the Babe) where J. R. R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis and other members of The Inklings gathered in the private Rabbit room in the back to read each other the manuscripts of their, Lewis’ Narnia books, and Tolkien’s even more monolithic Lord of the Rings epic.

Supposedly, Tolkien was not a good reader, mumbling and even putting his listeners to sleep. At one point, according to the story, fellow English teacher Hugo Dyson woke up and said, “Oh, lord, not another f—— elf.”

Photo: Wikipedia

Lyra's Oxford

The Golden Compass

Look out at the rooftops and spires of Oxford. There is no way to find a view less than amazing. Not hard all to imagine a daemon scampering over the rooftops in desperate need of help…

Photo by TF Sherman

The Perch

Alice in Wonderland meets The Wind in the Willows

While we wandered, we ate pick up meals wherever we happened to be. Pub food is not really reliably delicious, and I found English breakfasts to be astonishing. I’ve always begun my day with cereal and fruit, and tea and toast was delicious, although I skipped the marmite in favor of orange marmalade. But the rest of the meal was extraordinary. On one breakfast plate was served an egg (just one), pork and leak sausauges, rather more like hot dogs than our sausage, bacon, rather more like our ham than our bacon, beans, a stewed tomato, and mushrooms. That’s truly a hobbit sized breakfast.

I would have been happier if I could have gone back and had it for lunch, but instead we had to rely on a series of gastronomic misadventures. Pub food is not always reliable, (that’s a joke), and everything was very, very expensive too. Marzipan from Hotel Chocolate sustained me. I had just read Jasper Ffordes The Last Dragonslayer, and one of his inside jokes was about a character abusing marzipan. I could sympathize too well.

We were lucky enough to be given a walking tour of Oxford but British author Peter Furtado, who had just autographed a copy of his new Histories of Nations for my husband. He suggested we follow up a wonderful day with dinner, and he made reservations at The Perch just outside Oxford. We didn’t know what to expect when the taxi delivered us to a 17th century thatched inn. Inside, the place was homey, the waiters friendly, and the cuisine French. While we waited for Peter and his wife, I strolled out in the lovely garden. The path I followed led under vined arches to a welcoming, easygoing Thames. I was spellbound, waiting for Ratty and Moley from The Wind in the Willows to punt by.

When I told Peter how amazingly lovely I found The Perch to be, he nodded. “Yes. And historical too. Lewis Carroll and C. S. Lewis both came here. It was one of the first places where Lewis Carroll gave a reading of Alice in Wonderland.”

Did I mention that the French food I ate there was the best food I had in England