There’s Always Room for …

Remember that old slogan, “There’s always room for jello.”?  Guess it’s a good one if the slogan is still around rattling around in my memory.

Anyway, my gardening philosophy is that there’s always room for another plant.

Kindly Light Spider Lilies (Hemerocallis ‘Kindly Light’) blooming in their glory.

Love their shape and color.

Texas Leather Flower (Clematis texensis) was a surprise volunteer plant in a flowerbed this year.  They are native further south of us and not common even there anymore.

Small bell like flowers on the twining vine is growing on an old metal tower.  Otherwise, I probably would not have seen them.  They are surprisingly cold hardy.

This mixture of cannas, wild ornamental onions, Larkspurs, and Red Yuccas shows my preference for plants bunched together.

Unfortunately, native Bermuda grass is taking over and impossible to remove.

The grasses in the fields around our yard have gotten tall.  We were waiting until all the wildflowers dropped their seeds before shredding it down.

But there have been lots of snakes around this year.  So my husband mowed around the wildflowers and cut down the grass closest to the yard to discourage snakes from invading the yard.  Hopefully that will work.  Anyway, it will make them more noticeable if they don’t respect our space. Such a pipe dream!

Moonshine” Yarrow or Sneezewort (Achillea “Moonshine”) with its grey foilage is a reliable perennial. This yellow yarrow spreads slowly, so it’s not agressive.

This annual Superbells Pomegrante Punch (Calibrachoa) provides some bright color, which I seem to be addicted to.  I tend to not buy annuals because they are so short lived, but all the box stores entice me with their outside displays.

Reblooming Daylillies do not rebloom on a schedule, so it’s a nice surprise when they do.  I think this one is Scottish Fantasy.

“Our culture has accepted two huge lies.  The first is that if you disagree with someone’s lifestyle,  you must fear or hate them.                                                         The second is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do.                                                                                                                                Both are nonsense.  You don’t have to compromise convictions to be compassionate.”    Rick Warren

Mostly White Blooms

Continuing with my color theme.  These flowers all have white as part of their blooms.

bloomingnowiWhen we dug up this spiky plant from the field, we didn’t think it was a Yucca because the prevalent ones around here have wider and shorter green leaves.

bloomingnow4Since the proof is in the pudding, the flower in spring proved that it was indeed a Yucca.  The reason we had not seen this type blooming in the fields is that the cows probably chomped off the flowers as soon as the buds opened up.

bloomingnow5Their whitish and yellowish cluster is very distinctive.

bloomingnow6This Ornamental Onion plant was bought at a Garden Club plant sale several years ago.

bloomingnoweIts zany pods are actually clusters of individual onion bulbs that can be planted.  Its oniony smell is only noticeable if you brush up against it.

whiteOf all the different color Reblooming Iris in my yard, the white and creamy yellow ones are the only ones that actually do rebloom with any consistency.

flowerbushes6Several years ago I bought a sage (Salvia greggii)  that was labeled Lip Stick.  It has never really done anything and only bloomed the first season.

Then this year on the other side of the yard from that small scrawny bush, flowers on an Autumn Sage (Salvia greggii) produced flowers that looked like the Lip Stick one.  I guess that means it is just a mutation.

Flowerbeds7This Pink Gaura (Gaura lindheimeri) returns each spring – sometimes in the same place and other times somewhere else in this flowerbed.

The tall plant with red flowers is a Hardy Hibiscus.

Flowerbeds8Guara definitely provides movement in the yard.  The wind blows these delicate flowers on long stems so that it looks like a dreamy dance.

This summer has surprised us all with temperatures still under 100, and it’s the middle of July.  A blessing to be enjoyed daily.

“Motivation is what gets you started. Habit is what keeps you going.”  Jim Ryun







Eerie and Exotic

It’s fun when the garden surprises you.  Some people might say to get a life, but I enjoy each time flowers open in their season.

onion4The blooms of this alien looking plant surprised me.  It’s planted close to an Ornamental Garlic that has lovely delicate pink-lavender flowers.  Obviously, I didn’t do my homework before I bought this Ornamental Onion because I expected a similar flower on it.

Surprisingly, they don’t smell that much.  One day I put them in a vase with daisies.  Only when I took them out of the vase to discard and got a whiff of the bottom of the cut stem did I sense their strong aroma.

onion3Nor did I know that both the Ornamental Garlic or wild garlic and the Ornamental Onion or wild onion are in the Allium family.  Wildflower, the Magazine of the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center gives the following information in its Spring, 2013, issue.  “Allium” was the word for garlic in ancient Rome.  Before the Romans used that word, the Celts’ word “all” mean hot or pungent.

onion2Garlic and onion have been cultivated by Europeans and Asians since ancient times.  Howard Carter found garlic in King Tut’s tomb when he excavated it in 1922.

The onion (A. cepa) was also used by the early Egyptians.  It is depicted on monuments and one variety was considered divine.

onionToday farmers hate these ornamental ones because they pop up in their cultivated land along with their crops.  Plus, when dairy cows eat it, it ruins the taste of their milk.  Another trial for farmers.

Although some of these are edible, take caution because some are poisonous.  If they are not sold as a food bulb, I plan to leave them alone and just use them as strictly ornamental.

When asked to name her favorite flower, Lady Bird Johnson diplomatically replied, “Choosing just one would be like picking a favorite child.”