Sunday Morning Garden Chat: (Southern) California Dreaming

From the always-excellent photographer & commentor BillinGlendale:

Since I rent The Cave, I don’t have an extensive garden. I’ve managed to carve out a space by the door and have some roses(not pictured) and some wild flowers.

As many of you know, I quit drinking about 7 years ago and soon afterwards decided I’d actually like the place to look a bit better. I purchased some window boxes and mounted them beneath the windows for flowers and spread out some wild flower seed in a bare patch of earth by my front door.

I had a nice growth of wild flowers, including California Poppies(our state flower). The second year, however, my landlord and his minions decided to ‘weed’ and pulled them all up. The wildflowers have been persistent and returned each year, except for the poppies.
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Friday Morning Open Thread: Good Stuff to Ponder, Before the News Dump

I would also like my life to get back to its version of normal, so that I could keep a posting schedule that would please all y’all. Unfortunately, part of the recent discombobulation involves the fact that I can only garden during daylight hours, something that’s not gonna change in the immediate future…

Fun facts to share! (Charlie Kirk is the TP-USA grifter) —

Meanwhile, Maggie Haberman goes full-metal gossip columnist…



Sunday Morning Garden Chat: Birding in the Ozarks

From the dependable & talented Ozark Hillbilly:


The Orioles have returned for their spring refueling. Soon they will head down to the bottoms where they nest and we won’t see them up here at the homestead again till next Spring.


The Rose Breasted Grosbeaks are also on a refueling stop and in a week or 2 they will continue their journey to the north woods where they nest. The Indigo Buntings have returned and they will spend the summer with us.

The Summer Tanagers are back as well and seeing as they are notoriously shy they are not often seen but greet me every morning now with their beautiful music.

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Amazingly enough, the lilacs are blooming here now, just about at the usual season — although the daffodils are just finishing up, and the Siberian irises that should be almost done are barely starting to bloom.

What’s going on in your garden(s), this week?








Sunday Morning Garden Chat: Signs of Spring (Northwestern Edition)

From master gardener & commentor Opiejeanne:

[At top]: There will be apples.

Annie in the forget-me-nots (weeds here).

Comice pear seems happy.

Getting ready to put on a show – Shasta double-file viburnum.

Not the best photo. There are two cherry trees at right-center, the one with all of the flowers is a year old Montmorency sour cherry. The other one with only a few flowers open is Stella. She’s six years old and is a bit disappointing but her few branches were covered with blossoms two days later.
There is a plum variety named Stanley which we considered for a moment only because of Stella.

Rainier cherry. It’s been in the ground as long as Stella, the sticks in the other photo.

The neighbors’ alpacas have returned to their front yard.

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Sure sign of Spring, around here: Suddenly I’ve got two more sets of garden pics waiting to be posted!

What’s going on in your garden(s), this week?








Sunday Morning Garden Chat: Best Reforestation Assistants EVER!


 
Not only do they enjoy doing a useful job, but they can dash around as much as they want!

And they get to freestyle some high-nitrogen-content fertilizing, while they’re at it…

From GreenMatters:

Last year, forest fires in central Chile wreaked havoc in the El Maule region with more than 100 different wildfires sweeping through the area and destroying over a million acres of forest land. It was the worst wildfire season in the country’s history, taking several lives and created an estimated $333 million of dollars worth of damages. The animals were forced to flee to safer areas.

The job to replant endless acres of forests seemed like a daunting endeavor. That is until three unusual workers took up the task. Six-year-old Das and her two daughters, Olivia and Summer are three Border Collies who have been trained to run through the damaged forests with special backpacks that release native plant seeds. Once they take root, these seeds will help regrow the destroyed area.

It turns out that Border Collies are an ideal breed for this specific type of job. Bounding through miles of forest terrain requires not only speed, intelligence, and endurance, but also a willingness to stay focused and not get distracted by wildlife. Border Collies were bred to herd sheep, so they’re not as likely to run after or hurt other animals in the forest…

This system is also more efficient than having people spread the seeds manually. These speedy canines can race through a forest and cover up to 18 miles a day. Humans, on the other hand, can only cover a few miles each day. These pups can scatter over 20 pounds of seeds, depending on the terrain. While robots or drones might be able to disperse seeds too, dogs aren’t as pricey to handle. Most importantly, they leave a lighter carbon footprint…

For Francisca, bringing trained dogs into the forest made sense. She runs a dog training facility and community called Pewos. While they receive some donations, she and Constanza pay for most of the seeds, supplies, and transportation themselves. Despite the hard work, their labor of love is already paying off…

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What’s on the agenda in your gardens, this week?








Feral Bobcat In My Backyard

A while back one of you wanted a picture of my backyard before I get everything fixed (although the deck and everything are on hold now for obvious reasons), but I am still bringing in some dirt to level things out. At any rate, here you go:

Here’s another picture. As Tams said, “I spy with my little eye four pets. Can you find them?”

I’ll give you the easy one:

Re: the backyard, on the left you can see the honeycrisp and mcintosh apple trees (the mcintosh is a pollinator) the chestnut tree in the middle of the yard, and in the back you can see the compost bins (“we” built the new one for 68 bucks, the “we” of course being royal, because Gerald built it as I am not allowed to use power tools). All around the compost bin are blackberry shrubs, blueberry bushes, and two fig trees. In between the chestnut tree and the compost bins is where I am going to put the pollinator garden for bees and butterflies. On the right are the raised bed gardens, two of which were salvaged from the old property. The big green house is my parent’s house, where I lived from age two on.

I think I might actually put some peas and broccoli in today, maybe the maters and other stuff next week. I think we might finally be out of the woods regarding winter and freezes. I think I am just going to let the cucumbers and watermelon and what not roam free on the other side of the fence, because it’s pointless to try and put them in a raised bed and just a waste of space- they go wherever the hell they want, anyway.

Got off the phone with the pet hospital about an hour ago, and Lily is doing well, her weight is holding steady, her vitals are good, she has not demonstrated any negative side effects of the chemo yet (it’s only been 16 hours), and the nurse says she has a pep in her step, is eating, pooping and drinking and her tail was up and she pranced around when they took her outside. The fact that she used the word “pranced” brought a wave of relief to me, because Lily has never “walked,” she was always a little prancer, and the nurse using that unsolicited by me means that her essential nature is the same.

We’re going to head up so we can be there around noonish for a consult and maybe to bring our girl home (fingers crossed). Once again, I want to thank you all for your kind words and support. I’m really lucky that have a lot of IRL friends, but the kind words and overwhelming generosity you all have displayed, well, I’m at a loss for words.

Thanks for having my back:



Sunday Morning Garden Chat: Spring Is Sprung


 
From faithful Northwestern gardener OpieJeanne:

This little guy is a little over two inches long. Part of the chorus that sings us to sleep.

Been too busy this week to spend any time even *thinking* about gardening, but the angle of light has changed to the point where even a raw day with temps in the 40s feels like ‘spring but nasty’ and not ‘still winter, dammit’…

What’s going on in your garden(s) / planning, this week?

 
Earth Day was yesterday, but this is still relevant…