Category Archives: gardening
trying not to kill the beautiful things
Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day: November 2016
Most of my borders look something like this one right now:
Mostly cleared out and ready for a long winter’s nap.
Our first hard freeze a few days ago (pretty late for Zone 6a / 6b) finally stopped the Cosmos in their tracks.
I’d kept deadheading them through the fall, just to see how long I could keep them blooming. They really put on a good show this year, with minimal fuss — they may be my new favorite annual.
In the front garden, though, the snapdragons and foxgloves are both keeping on, despite a night or two just below freezing.
I know I’d said that I probably wouldn’t grow the Potomac Apple Blossom snapdragons again, just because I can’t keep up with their need for staking… but this reblooming habit in late fall might just change my mind about them.
So ends another year of outdoor gardening in my NW Ohio home. The remainder of the fall and the winter will be spent indoors, enjoying the blooms of forced bulbs and houseplants, and making plans to extend the bloom season out-of-doors next year.
As always, many thanks to Carol of May Dreams Gardens for hosting Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day on the 15th of each month, all year ’round.
Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day: October 2016
I took photos of my blooms on October 1st, just because I expected them to fade by the time bloom day arrived. Surprisingly enough, all the blooms were still blooming — plus some more!
Twitter Update: October 11, 2016 at 06:29PM
Thanks again for the Brandywine Pink tomato plant, @relysh! Currently enjoying a bit of a late #tomato harvest. https://t.co/uqwD2nqeO3
Placing Blame Where Blame Is Due
Back in the Autumn of 2014, my attempt to eradicate the trumpet creeper from my perennial borders resulted in a trip to the local Urgent Care and a round of steroids. Once I returned to work, I told my sad story to a co-worker, who — conveniently enough — had been wanting some trumpet creeper of her own. She and her adult son came by my house not long after, and he (being unfazed by the itchy plant) dug up every last bit he could find (along with some maypops for good measure) and loaded it into the back of their minivan.
That took care of the worst of it… but not all of it, unfortunately. Continue reading