Elated but harboring a hint of worry about the breakneck speed in which spring is progressing in the Fairegarden. A series of slumbering plant stirringly warm days has brought forth fluffy flowers and foliage prematurely, if one is going by the chronology of the calendar of past years. The Erica with no name is blooming, planted in the totally wrong ph soil in the midst of alkaline loving lavender. Heaths and heathers are said to require acid soil. This is an example of drainage trumping chemistry.
Stepping back to reveal that spring has not burst out all over just yet in the knot garden, the experiment in creative pruning of the boxwood hedge is in evidence. The look we are after is of undulating waves, not lacy scallops as it appears now. There will be continued tweaking on this project. The featured crocus shot is from the lower left corner quadrant. Long term, the vision is of purple and gold crocus to ring the perimeters. Work still in progress.
Hard pruning to reshape and regain control of the fluffy Chamaecyparis psifera ‘Gold Mops’ hedge planted to showcase the sunset coloration of Diane’s tentacles against a brilliant yellow drapery was done last year in the continuing effort to meet the vision. Regular readers, bless your hearts!, will know we are all about the vision here.
The fluffy softness of Silver Mound, Artemisia schmidtiana ‘Silver Mound’, one of the very first perennial plants we ever purchased when serious gardening began, oh so many years ago, is regrowing at the front edge of the gravel garden.
This is a plant not seen offered for sale much anymore, possibly due to the difficulty of keeping it happy and healthy in a container and in the garden. The rarified realm of the gravel bed seems to its fluffy heart’s liking. The photo was taken last fall using the color accent mode of the Canon SX1.
Oops, we went off on a little fluffy tangent there, back to the topic! Spring like weather has persuaded the flowers that the time has come to burst forth. Our feathered friends have been seen performing courtship rituals. Blue is the first color to show of the grocery primroses planted every year in ground after greenhouse enjoyment during the depths of despair that hit every January. Will the requisite March snowfall damage the goods?
Onward to the new debutante being presented at the side of the Daylily Hill, please give it up for Iris histrioides ‘Katharine Hodgkins’! Kat has pleasantly surprised her fans by sprouting forth flowers first, sans foliage, unlike the I. reticulatas growing in the knot garden whose long grasslike blades partially obsure the dark azure petals. Fifty Kats were planted, all close together in a fit of intelligence last fall. We hope to share a photo of the mass at some point in the near future.
Impulsive fits R us, it seems. Moving right along to the new koi for the pond purchased at the biggest box store after the survival of Rooster, read about him by clicking here, was noted. Long may they live and prosper, come spring or a return to winter.