There have been some surprises around the Fairegarden that would like to be shared. Some are so shocking that the title phrase is uttered aloud. Yes, some people talk to themselves and there is nothing wrong with that. To illustrate the point, the above hardy waterlily, Nymphaea ‘Helvola’ was blooming its heart out and we nearly missed it. The pond had become quite shady as the nearby planted as little baby trees grew steadily larger. Funny how that happens. Hope of blooms had been discarded like an old sock with a hole in the heel, when the light buttery yellow grabbed our attention. This must be the result of some extensive pruning of the dogwoods surrounding the pond, and the half allee of river birches that line the lower west side of the property along the fence line. Wild grapevines had invaded those trees and The Financier had to be called in to the rescue with the pole saw. The slanting sunlight of fall is now better illuminating the pond, apparently enough for a late bloom.
A cold front has blown the recent rain clouds away giving the air a much needed cleansing. Low humidity, crisp mornings and, wait a minute! Stop rhapsodizing about the weather and look at what has happened to Leo! Leo being the seed grown Leonotis nepetifolia ‘Staircase’, supposedly the shorter L. leonurus until a case of false identy was discovered. Read here to see the heights to which this giant had grown. The winds are too strong for this top heavy player so there is only one solution.
The tallest stems, make that trunks were severed, the tripod of birch branches removed for reuse as trellis material and Leo was relocated to the garage deck stairwell. He will get rained upon in that spot and be protected from light, early frosts to continue producing these amazing blooms. We did manage to get a photo of the bloom without being on the ladder even though it was upside down. Sitting on the top step brings us eye to eye. Thanks for this idea, MMD.
Suddenly the nightime temps have dipped into the fifty degree fahrenheit range. Suddenly the orchids are threatened after being neglected all summer and have moved to the forefront of gardening chores to be accomplished. The dip of death, click here to see what this is, has not been prepared in the Big Lots tub, the greenhouse/sunroom needs a thorough clean up and what is going on over in the far corner behind the hot tub?
Pumpkin is blooming, that is what is going on. This Cattleya Slc. (Pumpkin Festival ‘Fong Yuen’ x Naomi Kerps ‘Fireball’) normally blooms from Hallowe’en until Christmas. It seems things are not going according to the calender this year.
In addition to dealing with the orchids and preparing the greenhouse, it is time to clear out the veggie beds. Green beans and peppers have been harvested and the plants pulled. Seed packets of greens and lettuces need to be perused and choices made for fall sowing, if it is not too late already. While working up in the veggie area, it was noted that the strawberry plants, which did not put food on the human table this year but fed some critter quite well, is getting a toehold in the landscape fabric that lines the paths to keep delicate dainty tootsies dry. Whoa.
This is not whoa worthy but is being shown to see if anyone recognizes the mythological creature represented by this statue? We were looking for another concrete Chinese Foo Dog to protect our two other tree peonies and spotted this fellow. Not quite the Foo Dog look, sort of looks like a winged scary monkey, but is this considered a … what? All ideas are welcome.
Spotted sipping on the wild ageratum, Conoclinium coelestinum, is our first image of a monarch butterfly this season. Not much of a shot, but the camera could get no closer without frightening the flutterby so we settled.
Bringing up the rear, the caboose of this post are these two fifth instars of the black swallowtail butterfly, or is it a fifth and a fourth, written about recently here. It was not known what was happening with one larger catt taking advantage of the slightly smaller one, but it was disconcerting to say the least. Was this some sort of dominance thing, or do they practice cannibalism? (Looking up the answer to this question, yes they do practice cannibalism**.) All sorts of violence happens in the garden everyday, it is nature’s way. But I decided to intervene and shook the fennel branch to stop this action. Look what popped out of the aggressor’s front end! The Black Swallowtail Caterpillar has an orange “forked gland”, called the osmeterium. When in danger the osmeterium, which looks like a snake’s tongue, everts and releases a foul smell to repel predators. Whoa Nellie!
Frances
*The phrase “Whoa Nellie” was spoken on the weekly television series, The Roy Rogers Show of the 1950s by Pat Brady, the sidekick of my childhood hero Roy Rogers. Nellie Belle was the name of his jeep and it would sometimes backfire or bounce around on the rough terrain of the wild wild west when taking off after the bad guys and Pat’s expression became a cultural icon used to express surprise. To see a clip from the show’s opening sequence click here. My very first lunchbox, in first grade, depicted Roy Rogers astride his valiant horse Trigger who was reared up on his hind legs. I once hit Danny W. on the head with this very same lunchbox for making a wisecrack about Roy and was sent to the principal for a good talking to.
**The victim caterpillar was relocated to the parsley patch where there is plenty of food for all. And no, I did not detect a foul odor from the caterpillar, but since I am not a predator would be unable to detect it anyhow.
I thoroughly enjoyed this post and you’ve reminded me about my orchids in the garden. October will be a month of cleaning up, making room and moving plants around. Soon, I’ll need to move these orchids indoors for the winter. Thanks Frances.
Frances I am fascinated by that statue .. I would have a lot more like that if I had a bigger area to nestle them into as guardians for special plants (that I might forget where I put them, let alone what the heck did I plant there ? sort of thing) .. that water lily is beautiful : )
Joy
The photo of the watercolour is amazing, it looks like a painting. You said “Let there be light” (to The Financier) and look what happened.
Frances, I was wondering how far apart you planted your allee, when I was searching for spacing for the serviceberries, most sites recommended 6-10 feet. I know that they are wider then that when grown as a free standing tree. I am very prepared for pruning, I want a very tunnel like effect, with branches meeting at the side and also over the path.
Deborah
Intervening with nature, isn’t that the definition of gardening? I removed a nearly doomed frog from a snake’s mouth last week. I wouldn’t normally have done so, but the poor critter was making the most pitiful cries. The snake just had to move on and eat something out of my ear shot.
Gorgeous photos, Frances! Love your Pumpkin and the Helvola specially, but the monarch too. And “whoa Nellie” or the equivalent is right about those swallowtail caterpillars! I had no clue that they could do such a thing. I’d imagine a predator might well be disconcerted if the caterpillar he was eyeing for dinner suddenly turned into a snake! (Thanks for revealing the origins of “whoa Nellie,” by the way. I had no idea, but had always assumed it was horse-related.)
Ok Frances, last things first or was it first? Whoa Nellie needed no explanation! It is a common phrase in our lexicon as well…we must have grown up together. (Like the old album…Sons of Different Mothers– we are sisters of different mothers!)
Your big Leoni(o)tis nepetifolia is pretty amazing. I googled it and Leo (lion) and Otis (ear) –in German the name is Lion’s Ear. How fun.
You aren’t close enough to Kansas for it to be one of Dorothy’s monkeys…..maybe you are in Oz?
Great info on the caterpillars.
Frances, your water lily is gorgeous! I didn’t know they bloomed so late into fall. The caterpillar definitely do emit a pungent odor,it smells quite like house paint. It was probably just undetectable in the outside air. Your orchids are gorgeous and I think the statue looks more like a gargoyle than a foo dog. IMHO.
This cooler weather is a wake-up call that the time to get ready for fall is here. It’s a chilly morning here in my frost pocket valley. The thermometer reads 43 right now at 7:30. It must be a gargoyle like Lzyjo suggests. It looks like it kind of has a beak. .
I’m in love with your beautiful orchid. It is such a scrumptious color.
Frances, Good morning! The water lily is beautiful. Talk about intervening! Trimming tree limbs to let in light is a grand way to aid the garden flowers~~I knew those devilish cats were cannibals. So glad you were able to rescue the victim so there could be another generation of butterflies. You are so right; things are not going with the calendar this year. This very cool weather is a good example. Is it foggy on your hillside? gail
I can see you cracking someone over the head for a wisecrack in the first grade:) Thanks for the update and all that is going on and I like the origin of whoa nellie…
Well now you are showing your age with the roy Rogers show! Even I remember that.
Just to congratulate you on your Blotanical awards and thank you for all the pleasure your posts have brought me.
Frances … you are a hoot! What an enjoyable post… your first photo is utterly stunning… award winning! You may have outdone yourself but hard to say with all your amazing photos. The light… reflection… it is other worldly and knocks me off my feet… so to speak. Now for the caters… a great portrait! … might they just have been on the same path… was the “victim” not just in the way. I ask because I raise Monarchs and they often seem to get in each others way… one might turn around or move on. As to the cannibalism of caters… I know Monarchs will eat (perhaps by accident) Monarch eggs that are attached to a leaf they are munching… the egg just becomes part of the meal… I found this out the hard way. I wonder if that is what you are referring to… all caters perhaps doing the same thing. I find they are mostly quite tolerant of each other. I love the capture of the forked gland! Your sculpture is a bit of a mystery… being somewhat clothed in armour and in chains… was there a beak… part dragon and eagle… that would be a griffin but cannot tell… it sure seems more docile. A rather sad creature… down trodden from captivity… but that might become ferocious if freed. Very interesting! Your orchids are lovely and I like the shot of the Monarch very much. Carol
Dear Frances, How interesting about the monarch cats…just amazing. Thanks for bringing this to light (along with your pond!!) How nice to see a water lily in late Sept! I think your statue looks like a flying monkey from the Wizard of Oz…those were strange and eerie looking creatures! Yours will be a good watch dog (monkey?) for your tree peonies!
You always have cool things happening in your gardens that you capture. I believe plants are so happy in your gardens they will grow anywhere. Love the Monarch photo! Caterpillars can be quite aggressive, we witnessed daily fighting in our butterfly cage. Gorgeous color bloom on the Pumpkin. Good Grief, is that at Staghorn I see? (jealous) Your statue thingy has a very intense look on it’s face. Whatever it’s name it will surely to a great job!
As always, Frances, you have begun my day with a chuckle. I can just see you hitting Danny with the lunchbox–way to go! I remember the Roy Rogers show so well, but I had forgotten the origin of “Whoa Nellie.”
The garden certainly has some surprises lately; a very strong wind, almost tornado-like, has caused some of my plants to grow horizontally now rather than vertically, like poor Leo. And thanks for the info about the catts; I’ll try to avoid disturbing any of mine–don’t want to get all smelly!
I’m pretty good with Greek mythology, but your gargoyle is beyond me. Frankly, I think he looks like a Foo Frog:)
Happy Trails to you, Frances!
Have you ever seen a Pregnant Onion?
My first car was named Nellie Belle, and I thoroughly enjoyed the step back in time remembering Roy and his faithful sidekick. Hubby had that same lunchbox, which now holds a place of honor on top of the kitchen cabinet. Sure wish I could find the thermos that went with it…I am sure Danny W. deserved the whack he got, and going to the principals office was worth upholding Roy’s reputation! BTW, your orchids look amazing. Good luck on getting the greenhouse ready. It is hard to imagine weather that cool, but it is coming. Love the statue, whatever he is, and the lesson on swallowtail cats.
Great post, Frances!
Your garden photos make me long for a mature garden! Someday… in about how many years? 🙂 Your new character has a certain look about it that should certainly help protect your peonies.
Four of my Monarch cats are now butterflies! I feel that’s quite a success. I hope the other three make it, but I can’t find their chrysalis locations. Lots of BST cats on the four fennels in my garden. On one day, I counted at least 20, but they are difficult to see when in the first instars. I guess you read about how they change from instar stages and munch up the shedding for nourishment.
Enjoy the cool, fall temps. It seems to have just suddenly changed.
Cameron
Talk about a blast from the past. I’m keeping my mouth shut though. You just might have that lunch box still.
I never did spot a Monarch this year and only one caterpillar. But it was a great year for Milkweed Tussock Moth caterpillars.
My wife can’t stand the smell of the blackswallowtail’s defense system, but I actually like it. Is that odd???
Yep, some species of caterpillars will fight for food. It makes sense in the wild world, but most of the ones I’ve seen eat in peace if there’s plenty of food around. I love that bizarre statue!
What a beautiful water lily! I am glad that it bloomed for you. I didn’t know about the osmeterium — kinda freaky! I think it pays not to look too closely at the workings of Mother Nature with regard to some things, especially feeding!
It was pretty cool here last night too. Seeing your Staghorn fern reminds me that I better get mine into the house pretty sooon. Your orchids are lovely and that water lily is one helofa beautiful blossom. I love the composition of that photo. I don’t know what sort of creature the concrete creature is supposed to be. It looks scary. More scary than a foo dog so it should work.
I’m so glad to find your blog – what a great way to start my morning! I love your style of writing – always preferring information shared with a laugh. I can’t wait to read more posts from you….thanks!
Congratulations on winning Blotanical’s award!
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Thanks for the link love. I’m glad that solution worked. The statue sort of seems like a griffin, but maybe it’s a dragon, as Chinese mythology doesn’t have griffins, but some of their dragons are kind of freaky looking.
Oh my, that Pumpkin Festival is spectacular. How wonderful to have so much colour at this season of change! Congrats on your well-deserved awards, Frances!! 🙂
Whoa Nellie, indeed! Great post and wonderful pictures! I didn’t realize the cats were cannibals.
Congratulations on your Blotanical awards!
Congratulations on your Blotanical Wins Miss Frances. ~ hugs, Cherry
Frances, I just want to add my congratulations to all the other that you have received. The awards are well deserved. I actually joined Blotanical today and hope that it will lead to many interesting gardening blogs and new friends.
Deborah
Congratulations on the Best Photography Award Frances! Your photos are truly stunning and the information is superb.
Opps, forgot to say congrats on Blog of the Year too. ehehe, was concentrating on your pictures.
WHOA NELLIE, Miz Frances, you’ve swept the Blotanical awards again this year! Guess I’m not the only one who thinks you’re the best! Congratulations on another great year and some very well deserved recognition for same!!!
Whoa Nellie is right;-) Sending sincere congratulations on all of your well-earned and deserved awards at Blot. Go you!
Course if it a citrus swallowtail, then the foul smell is orange blossom! My “pregnant onion” is a chincherichee, Ornithogallum, flowering now. Will write about it.
You really had me laughing by the end! 😀 Those caterpillars were too much. But the part that really set me to laughing was you hitting your classmate with your treasured lunchbox. I had a similar experience with my transistor radio. And boy do I remember Pat Brady saying “whoa nellie!”. But back to the present – congratulations on all of your fabulous Blotanical awards. I know you were saying “whoa nellie” when you found out about them!
Hi – congrats on your blotanical award. From this post I can really see why you won the photography award
Good old ‘Helvola’–it’s so dependable with just a little sun.
Your biggest surprise today must have been all those Blotanical wins, eh? Congratulations! You really rocked the awards this year, Frances.
Oops – I commented about the caterpillars on the wrong post. Thanks again, though for separating those little fellows! 🙂
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations…. on being the (deserving) winner of so many awards at Blotanical!!
I’d not been over there for some time, so I squeeked in a few votes last night. 🙂
Congratulations!!! Your talents are limitless; gardening, writing, photography, and cooking! Love you Frances
So many interesting things going on there in Fairegarden, as usual. Who knew that swallowtail caterpillars were possibly cannibals? Congrats to your big wins!
Frances, thank you for saving that poor caterpillar! It was very kind of you. Congratulations on the awards and many years of happy gardening and high-class blogging!
Gee willikers, you did have some surprises! I am glad you rescued the caterpillars. I didn’t know they would eat each other, either.
My husband has an old Roy Rogers lunch pail, too. He was into all kinds of westerns when he was young, and still is.
That pillar pic is amazing and the lily. You should make a calendar out of your fav pics for each month. Congrats on all your awards, your blog is fantastic! Much love semi
Congrats on your awards, they are truly deserved. Your blog is amazing.
Jen
Congrats on all of your awards my friend. You’ve worked hard this year, and you so deserve it.~~Dee
Great pics Frances. Funny about you hitting on the head with your lunch box. Can you pic my little brother popping another boy on the head with his cast because the other boy had shoved me out of line for a drink at the fountain at school!!!!
whoa nellie…yourself. congrats on your awards from blotanical…how wonderful.
happy fall.
You do have some interesting things happening there! Glad you didn’t miss your waterlily bloom, ‘Helvola’ is such a pretty one. The orchid bloom is beautiful!
Congrats on your awards, you deserve all of them, I just love your blog 🙂
Wowee! Frances, my dear, no question about it… you’re Queen Bee among all the garden bloggers. No question!
Congratulations on all your wins! I’m so very thrilled for you 🙂
Your statue looks almost like a gargoyle, but not so mean. Maybe it is a foo dog and gargoyle cross. If so it ought to be a great protector.
actually Whoa Nellie has a slightly older origin – Nellie was the horse of Gene Autry’s sidekick “Frog” in their old westerns from the mid-30’s through the 40s (now on streaming Netflix) – She was a white mare with a circle drawn around her left eye. Roy Rogers came along just a little later than Gene, and then they became contemporaries. Before Roy, Gene Autry was the movies’ #1 singing cowboy. Roy became #1, once he came upon the scene. I’d say the confusion would be easy and probably on purpose since there must have been some vying for 1st place between the 2 shows. To Gene’s credit, he did not make a stink about it. He went on to become one of Forbes wealhiest 400 men in the 90s. He outlived Roy, but only by a few months.
Hubby had that same lunch box, and it now has a place of honor atop our kitchen cabinet. I named my first car Nellie Bell after the jeep. No, it wasn’t a jeep, although I wanted it to be so very badly. Lovely happenings going on in your garden. Mine is still recovering from our terrible drought this summer, but we received some much needed rain this weekend with a nice slow drizzly rain. I was out soaking it up as much as my thirsty garden. 🙂