Observations on plants and gardening from the Great Basin steppe in the American West.
If you get mired in something, click on the Penstemon barbatus 'Elfin Pink' image.
A gorgeous view down river from above the Grotto in Zion National Park.
Photo: Tom Morris
Photos courtesy of ubcbotanicalgarden, Wikipedia, and Linda De Volder.
Lotus berthelotii aka Parot’s Beak, Coral Gem,...
An amazing photo of the Absaroka Mountains in northwest Wyoming is provided by Gretchen Hurley, a geologist in the Cody Field Office, BLM-Wyoming.
The Milky Way rises over Long’s Peak (14,259 feet) as seen from 9,600 feet up Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park.
Photo: Pat...
Sagano Bamboo Forest, Japan
This stunning bamboo forest is located in the Arashiyama district on the...
Spring is here and the flowers are in full bloom at one of Oregon’s natural gems.
Located on the western edge of Eugene, Oregon, the West Eugene...
Amazing Trout Creek Climbing Area in BLM-Oregon.
“A coyote pup was rescued by golf course employees after running into a cactus Tuesday and being covered in cholla clumps.”
Apparently, John Linnell of They Might Be Giants observed a Hummingbird moth and wrote a song about it called “Bee of the Bird of the Moth.”
Go figure.
On the WRGS tour, there were two interesting critter encounters. One member had a black dwarf lionhead bunny loose in his garden. It showed up a couple of years ago and hasn’t left. There’s lots of food (lots of yummy Primulas when I visited) and he has a burrow under the deck against the house which keeps him safe in the winter. The other member had these 3 large tortoises pictured above. They hibernate in this pen in his greenhouse during the winter.
All I have is 5 fish in a Chinese water jar.
Some awesome bonsai from the WRGS tour. Just reinforces my decision to start to train a quince this year. Wish me luck.
Me and my husband have an issue with our lawn attitudes. I want to get rid of the lawn. It is boring, and a water hog, and a weed generator. He loves me, so he humors me. But despite his allergies, he wants the lawn because it is cheaper than turning it into more garden, it is the status quo, and when he plays with the kids outside, they feel constricted by the lack of space. When the uncles come over and try to play a game of pick-up soccer, the space issue is even worse.
Too bad.
If my children were true lovers of the outdoors instead of casual tourists, maybe I would feel differently. Maybe then I would move out into farmland where they could rove through field margins, or, my preference, move into a mountain cabin where they could explore the back woods. But we don’t have that life. We live landlocked in suburbia (but not so removed that a 10 minute drive doesn’t land them right in front of a hiking trail). If they want to go play soccer, they can go to the neighborhood park.
Yes, I keep selfishly chipping away at the turf to expand beds for more garden. In the case of the front, I’ve taken away half of it in one fell swoop this spring. The kids complained. Mean ol’ Mommy is taking away more lawn again. Yet, as I write this, my 4 year old is parked in front of the TV, watching ‘Dinosaur Train’ which is blasting him with an upbeat song telling him to “Get up, go outside, get into nature.” Is he moving anywhere? Nope. Only when I get up, turn off the TV and command him to go outside and play will he go.
Once outside, he will wear holes in the knees of his pants as he scrambles over a low wall of granite boulders. From there, he will likely watch the fish circle in the big water jar. Then, he will go tromping through the back-of-the-border access paths, beheading Narcissus, Hyacinth, Bergenia, Arabis, Hellebore, and countless other spring blooms to put in a plastic bag along with grass tufts and distinctive rocks from the gravel mulch. He’ll sit on a bench examining this bagged microcosm and then use some of it to decorate his fairy house huddled against the boulder under the crabapple, or go dig holes in the sand box and plant them. Before you know it, he’ll have been out there all afternoon. I know this is what would happen because it’s what happened yesterday.
I have seen other mothers kicking their kids outside to a barren yard of grass carpet plus tree and or bush. Usually, they play in their outdoor gym for about 30 minutes, get bored and come back inside and complain about being bored and end up gaming or watching TV.
I do not feel guilty for getting rid of the lawn. There is still a large area covered with it in the back, and it will largely remain intact for the forseeable future. But each year, I will whittle away at it, continually shrinking our suburban island lawn proportionate to my children’s interest in it until one golden day it’s swept away by the sea of what will become our garden paradise.
One of the most stunning photos we have ever seen of Old Faithful at #sunrise in Yellowstone National Park.
Photo: Tracy Ferguson
Some cacti excellence on the WRGS tour. I’ve decided that I need to grow a lot of Pediocactus simpsonii from seed. That’s the flowering cactus in the first photo. Its flowers vary from white to pink mostly. I’m beginning to fall hard for Echinocereus. In short, I like cacti that are roundish.
Single-Serve Plant Propagation
I had a conversation with a friend this weekend about plant propagation. He had taken a class where he was taught about countering cauterization of plant tissues, spray-bottles, trays of perlite, and all sorts of gee-whizery. He went home, took some cuttings, tried to grow them, and got nothing. In my case, I read the instructions on the side of the rooting hormone bottle, stared at the stacks of Jell-O single serve cups I was hoarding since I couldn’t recycle them at the time, and it was kismet. Using the method above, I’ve had 100% success. Not to mention the Jell-O cups are my favorite pots for growing; since they are clear, you can see the root growth, and they are #5 plastic, so you can wash them over and over in the dishwasher.
I like the single-plant approach to propagating because I usually propagate plants that I don’t have many of, and to do the traditional full-flat method would wipe out my plant stock completely. And sometimes, you only want maybe a couple of new plants, not 50.
1. The Jell-O cups are available in your grocer’s refrigerator section, sold in packs of four. If you are vegetarian or vegan, you may be out of luck. Or you could just beg the empty cups off of someone who has kids who will eat Jell-O.
2. Cut two notches in the bottom of the cups. You now have an excellent all-around pot for seed starting. They fit nicely in trays.
3. Nest the notched cup in an untouched cup. This will act as a water reservoir.
4. Another unnotched cup will rest on top as a dome. Your plant specimens need high humidity until they’ve developed roots. This is your basic, one-plant propagation unit.
5. Since I was completely uneducated when I began propagating plants through cuttings, I knew nothing of sterile trays of perlite. Regular seed-starting mix out of the bag seems to do just fine, though. However, you need to poke a large hole with a chopstick/straw/pencil for step 7.
6. When you take your cutting, you don’t want too big a leaf. You should also remove leaves from the bottom of the cutting to expose a stem, and the rooting hormone instructions say to scrape away hairs and the surface layer a bit to expose some tissue. I overdid a bit here, but we should be fine.
7. You can propagate plants without rooting hormone, but using it makes things pretty bulletproof. And if you have it, why not use it? Just dip and gently tap. I bought this bottle at Lowe’s 6 years ago. Supposedly, it loses its effectiveness as it ages. Supposedly.
8. You need to make sure to not rub off the rooting hormone when you insert your dusted stem into the hole. Once it’s in, gently press some soil up against the stem to close the gap.
9. I usually put a little water in the reservoir cup, place the dome on top, and put the unit in a window that receives indirect light for most of the day until late afternoon. They also do fine under florescent grow lights. Check the soil after a few days and if it isn’t obviously damp, add water to the reservoir. You don’t want the plant to be bogged, just well watered. After about a month, you should see a little root coming out of the bottom. You can then start propping up the dome to begin the hardening off process. When I start to see a lot of root growth, I begin fertilizing with a diluted seaweed emulsion, and begin the move to the outdoors. By the end of the season, you should have some decent-sized starts to put in the ground.
A desertscape on the WRGS tour from this morning. This gardener practices bonsai, which has given him an excellent sense of space and form. It’s a piece of the southern deserts in his front yard. I understand this becomes an oven in August, though.
Marsh Marigold (Caltha palustris). On the WRGS garden tour, you see more than just rock garden plants.
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