Much activity this year. Who has time to write about it?
Folks in Denver didn't buy Dracunculus bulbs because it's usually marked "zone 6." Global warming, folks. To prove a point we planted it in Cheyenne. Bulbs experience winter differently- they are effected by long-term cold and not short-term snaps aboveground. They sleep through that crap. That and the magic microclimate explain this:
Dracunculus vulgaris at Cheyenne Botanic, photo credit, Jacob Mares.
I stop in at the APEX garden 3-4 times a year, spending a day or half weeding and cleaning up and removing the cancerous Scuttellaria I got from Denver Botanic gardens. Timed for maintenance, I always miss the peak bloom. ' Till this year!
Moltkia petrea just doesn't stop. I hate to note that between it and the Castilleja integra, we've got Bronco Colors there.
Three Maihunia poepigii are in bloom, so here's hoping for seed.
There was some rain.
(In back- Yucca faxoniana x rostrata in bloom)
And I was honored some kids from Kew came to see it. It's a triumph of Colorado Horticulture when Brits, the hitherto authorities on rock gardening, come here to see how it's done! But no- Tom and Lara brought some mad sophistication to the table and blew my mind a few times about roots, containers, and public garden infrastructures. Thanks to them for a great day.
We were unperturbed by the rain. Who could resist a selfie with Lara, queen of the glasshouse? Both the old and new glasshouses at Kew are incredible in totally different ways. Go see them if you are in London.
Anyone out there know what this
Eriogonum is? It ate its label, I'm not going to dig it out, and I forgot to record the name when I planted it. Still rocking, with gilt edge leaves and those unusual lavender flowers. It looks nothing like the
Eriogonum ovalifolium subspecies I'm familiar with.
I finally get to see
Petunia patagonica doing it's thing. Both plants bloomed this year. No seed. I wonder if it needs some wonky Argentine bug to knock it up.
Worth it. Worth the drive from the Western Slope.
The New Zealand Rock Lily,
Arthropodium candidum
Back home-ish, in my parent's garden, I'm back down to one New Zealand native. It's a tiny bulb with leaves all summer. It's even reseeded. It came from the seed exchanges. I'm splitting it up to see how hardy it is. Maybe the shady north base of the crevice garden is what it needs, or maybe its tougher than that. Trial will tell.
Cistus laurifolius.
The gentle, floral aroma of the resin which comes from the leaves of Cistus laurifolius gets me every time. It's the one species in that genus that gets away from the hot-tub climate of the mediterranean and wanders up into the cold mountains, which is why it's the hardiest, by far. I've killed lots of them, still, in Colorado, until I realized "DUH!", like all broadleaf evergreens here, shade in winter is worth a lot, so the good one is planted north of the house. The grand, crepe-paper flowers open for just a day, and closing by the late afternoon even- and the show goes for only two weeks at best. But it's worth it.
A new crevice garden at the home of a retired botanist. I'm terrifically excited to see what grows in the climate of Gunnison, Colorado- often credited as being the "coldest city" in Colorado. It was cool and sunny and excellent when I was there pushing 13 tons of granite. Might be the first time I've been able to use actual granite, rather than granitic or related or similar types. It's properly heavy.
I did one in Montrose, Colorado
And got to revisit one in Montrose from year's ago, grown in nicely.
Last year I made just a few crevice gardens. One or two. But I'm doing half a dozen this year.
My contribution waxes and wanes, but meanwhile, I'm heartened to see them gradually, steadily gain interest and become built more and more. People are discovering that they are the best way to grow saxatile plants.
Case in point, a major milestone for Crevice Gardening, is this article in the
Washington Post Article by Adrian Higgins. , a couple weeks ago.
Amusing, I've been harassed, like many Americans, by robocalls, spam calls and scamcalls. One day they came by the dozen, and by the perhaps eighth call, I picked up the phone yelling, only to find I was yelling at the lovely Mr. Higgins in Washington, DC who had so kindly called to ask me about crevice gardens for the article.
At least in the top ten of most embarrassing moments in my little life.
The
Chinle Cactus Club of Grand Junction, of which I'm a member, is putting one in at the CSU Extension office at the Mesa County Fairgrounds. The club built and has been maintaining this cactus garden garden for 15-20 years; it is often referred to by out-of-towners as the best public garden in Grand Junction. I wouldn't disagree.
Glad it's getting a crevice garden!
Four of us have spent two morning now so far; it's in progress.
Lois lassoed a grant that got us more rock.
We are tying it in with some horizontal elements to relate to the rest of the garden's existing dry-stacked knee-walls.
Cylindropuntia acanthocarpa v. thornberi (I presume) has bloomed from collections I made in Central Arizona. I don't know if it's papa's pride or this one really does have a larger flower than the rest of the kids. Either way, the orange and the streaks get strait at my own personal wacky tastes.
More and more I shy away from "landscaping," which I can now quite distinguish from "gardening," Landscaping has become synonymous with heavy, hard labor for the cheapest price, just to make some dirt disappear and look tamed. (Whereas a garden is a thing created to be a space, made of plants, which also happens to hide the soil, but plants are welcomed to create something synergistic and compelling.) I've given up the "landscaping" business, but I can't let it go- not until I find a way to insert native plants which can go without irrigation into functional domestic "landscaping.' I'll find a fancy effective way sometime, but until then-
I make rare exceptions.
So I think of these as fine landscapes- fulfilling the bill of hiding the dirt, making it low maintenance, and unfussy. But I happen to use special plants (which are low maintenance) and nice design.
The last project, on Patterson Rd in Grand Junction has a troop of deep-rooted Nolina microcarpa (Beargrass) for the wise nurserypeople of the future to collect seed from when it's become illegal to water landscapes and I'm long dead.
The rest of this year is mad. Several more crevice gardens public and private, getting the nursery solid for overwintering, installing irrigation (that's "irritation," misspelled), finally writing all the articles I've promised friends, and doing some last pushes to the book. Next week I'm going to volunteer on the Schachen, in the German Alps outside of Garmisch-Partenkirchen, which is an hour south of Munich. That will certainly be some of the most fun work of the year. Expect a big post all about that historic garden above tree line.
2 gallon bags of homemade compost in our back garden, with the
compost bin sitting like a proud momma.
On a final note, we decided to sell some of our twice-a-year-harvest of home compost at
BestSlope Coffee Company, from which the coffee grounds come, in an educational effort for the public. A fun little project that probably doesn't break even but it makes us happy.
