Showing posts with label tulips. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tulips. Show all posts

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Heaven in a wildflower

I have to admit that enjoying gardening as much as I do has surprised me. Is it an age thing? Wait!  I'm not that old.  But I don't remember being as "into' gardening in my twenties, (though I did garden - sporadically) and definitely not in my teens.

But now? Well, I'm not ashamed to say that the garden is my favorite place to be. You can have your trendy night clubs and your foreign beach holidays (I was never into those anyway) - nothing makes my heart glow like the emergence of tender dicotyledons or the first unfolding of a new blossom; better than unveiling any work of art.  The garden is natures own gallery.

The first (of many, I hope) Californian Poppy blossomed last Saturday at 2.30pm.  How do I know the precise time? One moment it was sitting there in its green Wee Willy Winky hat, then a band of golden orange appeared at the bottom, and whilst I went to get the camera, the hat must have popped off, leaving the petals glowing back at the afternoon sun. And here's the Wee Willy Winky hat. Notice the one still to pop to the right of my pinky finger.

There was another surprise that day in the garden.  As I was picking our daily quota of oranges, (boy those things are easy to overdose on!) I found the strangest looking bird's nest.  It looked more like an old woolly sock - about 8 inches long and about 2.5 inches wide. What kind of bird lives here?  A tiny one but not a humming bird.  I refuse to guess as my last bird guess was so off base! Any suggestions welcome - would that be some good old fashioned tweeting perhaps?
It does look very cozy.  In fact, more cozy that the human-built bird-house. It has a resident spider, or at least a web across the front door, waiting as if to be cut like a ribbon at a grand opening ceremony.  No inhabitants yet but what can you expect? Cute as it is, it's not quite real bird-made estate!
And then, there's just more and more blossoms. Check out this spoon-petaled daisy one of the Master Gardeners gave me. She brought it in to give away as she had a load of them and had decided to give it to the first person to admire it - and that was yours truly! Not only is it nice to be nice, but sometimes you get free stuff too.
The anemones are a riot of different colors - I'm not good at having a color coordinated garden. My philosophy is that all flower colors are gorgeous - why be selective!

 Especially when some flowers are more than one color. Here is a tulip that spent two months in my fridge before being planted.  This is the first, again, I hope, of many.
As the sun dies in the Western Pacific, in its death throes at the end of another day, it cloaks my garden in golden rays .  Like a good writer, it promises more good things in the next chapter that tomorrow is. 
 
As I wander round my garden feeling a chill as night steals softly in, I'm reminded of a quote that I found as a teenager, (perhaps I wasn't quite a waster back then after all) but I  don't know who the author of the quote was (okay - so maybe I was a waster - but I had fun!) ...someone famous no doubt, whom I should know...

"To see the world in a grain of sand,
And heaven in a wildflower,
To hold infinity in the palm of my hand,
And eternity in an hour..."

Or something like that!
Byddi Lee

Friday, November 12, 2010

The Bulb Garden

They're in all the shops, being blogged about on all the gardening blogs and gardeners are boasting about how many they have.  Bulbs.  The promise of spring blossoms - or in some cases late winter blooms - is hard for us to resist.  When the nearby adult education center put on a bulb workshop for free, I decided that it was time to start the bulb garden.


I pictured clumps of tulips and daffodils and I'd planned to plant out bulbs that I'd been given in pots and that I'd saved to replant outside.  Some of these would produce lilies.  Add to that the Irises that badly needed dividing. They were beautiful last year - how much better will they be this coming summer with all the extra TLC they are getting.


After a quick trip to the garden center, (actually - there's no such thing as a 'quick' trip to a garden center) three dozen tulip bulbs and another five dozen daffodil bulbs later, I reckoned I'd have a great bulb population for my patch.

Hmmm - my patch. Taking advantage of a spare pair of green thumbs- my Mum is visiting from Ireland - I decided  to remove an area of the red lava stone that covers a lot of our property and work the soil beneath it.
But first I wanted to hear what the workshop advised.   It was given by a master gardener and I learned three very important things.  The first dismayed me.

1) Tulips don't grow well in California!

They need six to eight weeks in a cold place and should be treated like annuals here.  And I had three dozen of them.  It is recommended that they are kept in the fridge for six weeks.  During that time no other fruits such as apples should be stored in the fridge as they give off gases that kill the growing bud.  Even a warm up of half an hour will undo all your good work, so no taking them out of the fridge to make room for Thanksgiving!

When the time comes I'll post about how I plant them up.  I'll be using containers. So no tulips in the bulb garden, sadly.

2) Plant your bulbs three times deeper than the height of your bulb.  That is - if your bulb is an inch long you need to dig three inches down to bury it.

3) If an Iris rhizome has five or more leaves on it, it will blossom next season.

When replanting Irises it is best to think of a clock face about twelve inches in diameter.  Place around the clock at 12, 3, 6 and 9.  Orientate the leaves to the center and the rhizome outwards.  This part continues to grow under the soil.

Removing the red lava stones was a chore.  In places, there was black plastic beneath it, before we could even get to any soil.  In other places, the soil was churned up with the stones, so it wasn't a simple matter of just shoveling off the stones as we were losing half our growing medium.  Mum came up with the idea of sieving the stones with a riddle that we fashioned out of garden center 'flats' and bird netting.

A slow process but effective for the most part.  Here you can see the border between the lava stones on the left and the prepared bed to the right.  Inside the stone circle you can see my Gogi berry bush.  It's dormant - not dead - honestly!

Interestingly, the Irises had been growing in the stones and not in the soil below.  In some cases they had black plastic beneath them. 

We amended the soil with steer manure.  It cost $1.20 a bag.  We also added some old soil from pots that I had sitting about.  The soil was spent but we just needed to add bulk to the plot.  As it was, we were hard pushed to dig the bulbs in as deep as they should be.  Fingers crossed on that one.

To get a natural look with our daffodils we just scattered them randomly on the soil and planted them where they fell.  We clumped the lilies but are not sure if they even grow.  Come springtime I'm hoping for some nice surprises in this patch.  To deter the squirrels and other critters from digging up our bulbs, I sprinkled cayenne pepper over the plot, along with Sluggo of course.  I think I need to buy shares in the Sluggo company!

Finally two more points on planting bulbs. 

Plant them in clumps , not straight lines.  And the pointy end goes up!



Byddi Lee