Tuesday, June 28, 2011


It's a wonder how the "new and improved" items we use in our everyday lives are more often than not, not "improved."  With the exception of course being technology.  I won't touch on that subject as it is irrelevant here.  Except of course for the fact that I am writing a "blog" which is new and I am doing this on a newer version of the Apple laptop.  But I digress;  the point is that sometimes the old is better than the new.  Case in point,  the lightweight, colorful, easy to use and relatively affordable plastic watering can.  Yes, it's true, I who prefer vintage furniture, garden furniture and gardening "accroutrements", do in fact own a plastic watering can.  I have had it for a few years now.  I also have a lovely galvanized watering can that I use for display purposes (lest something should happen to it, it would be difficult to replace).  However, it is very true that you pay for what you get and plastic watering cans are no exception.  Last year mine became one of the dogs favorite toys.  It is hysterical to see them running across the lawn with either the spout or the handle in their mouth; they think they have hit the jackpot.  My galvanized can sits proudly at the corner of my deck year after year doing its duty of being "garden art."  The plastic watering can bit the dust this past week as the youngest of the dogs managed to completely chew through the handle as well as the spout of the plastic watering can.  I looked at it wondering if I should replace it or not and remembered my galvanized watering can that at some point in time served another gardener well.  Needless to say, I will not be purchasing another plastic watering can, but instead will put the galvanized one back into service.  It has the better spout anyway and my dogs will be hard pressed to use it as a toy.  It's time to let the old be new again and share with me the wisdom of it's past uses.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011


It seems that in many places across the country this year it has been a wet and cool spring.  It certainly has here in the Pacific Northwest.  It has only been recently that my beds have not been soaked with water and I am actually able to move soil around.  Everything is blooming much later than usual.  Yesterday, when I was puttering around in the evening I realized that spring really is the longest season here.  It lasts at least until the first week of July and depending on the summer, beyond that.  I have decided that rather than fuss about "summer never coming" I will enjoy the long springs that we have and the abundance of lasting blooms that it brings with it.  The Wigelia are profuse with blooms, which in turn makes the hummingbirds very happy.  This blooming bush has quickly entered the realm of one of my favorites and is very easy to maintain.  Consider it for your perennial beds if you haven't already.  Lovely in spring and summer and autumn brings out it's beautiful reds and golds.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011


I have so very many favorite flowers that I could never choose just one or even a dozen.  Amongst them is of course the Wisteria.  Some people find if too consuming both in care and in growth habit and would rather not have it in their gardens.  I love it's wild ways and the delicate flowers. It's intoxicating fragrance  floats on the breeze and causes one to glance around wondering where that incredible scent is coming from.  Mine is climbing on our "pavillion" helping to hide the hard edges of the roofline both on the outside and on the inside.  I spend time trimming it twice yearly to keep it in order, it is still young and relatively easy at this point.  The pic is of a single bloom that is tucked inside some branches of my dappled willow.  I love it when the plants intermingle.  I guess that is why I prefer a cottage garden style to any other.

Sunday, June 5, 2011


My snowball bush is quite large this year and heavily laden with beautiful creamy white clusters of hydrangea like blossoms.  They don't offer much of a fragrance but their beauty wins out.  My bush is very large and has a wonderfully wild look to it.  The branches reach up to the sky as well as droop downward, giving it a very romantic and old fashioned appearance.  I trim it yearly but all of the rain we have had caused it to grow excessively.  Unfortunately, after I took this pic one of the branches split down at the base during a downpour the other night.  Happily though it hasn't changed the symmetry of the bush and all is well.  I was sad to see all of those beautiful "snowballs" laying on the ground however.  Enjoy your spring.... it is a season filled with uncertainty as well as promise.