Got some spam; it said “I always agree and interested about every topics in this blog, really inspiring.”
It must be true, then. Here I am being inspired.
First off, a picture I took accidentally (pressed the wrong button). This is for Loree of Danger Garden ….I’d trade the blue sky for being able to grow grevilleas and stuff like that any day, but that’s how gardeners are, aren’t they? Oh, and trade it for just a little rain, maybe, too. Just a little.
And talk about adorable cacti; this is a seedling of Sclerocactus wetlandicus. The patience required to grow sclerocactus from seed is almost too much for me.
I could have spent some time with fine grit sandpaper and a jeweler’s loupe, scarifying the tiny seeds, or I could just hit myself in the head with a hammer. Either one. Letting nature take its course, breaking open the rock-hard seed coats by leaving the seeds in pots all winter, and getting one or two cactus to germinate every summer, is the easiest way. I brought the little cactus indoors for the winter because I definitely want to keep it alive. I might transplant it a little later, and put the pot back outside.
Opuntia ‘Dark Knight’ out in the rock garden. I couldn’t find any good place to stand here, because someone planted too many plants. I had a large plant of this some years back; I don’t know what happened to it.
Wandering over to my neighbor’s yard, where there really is too much sun, with cactus in the blue grama.
This may look like a mess, but that’s because the standard of maintenance is very low. I planted everything here and
do the work constantly talk about the low standard of maintenance.
In truth, I think this is how front lawns should look. The leaves could be removed from the opuntias, maybe, and there could be less sun so the pictures came out better, but otherwise, I think this looks terrific.
To end on a rather sour note, this is the sort of thing I have to deal with on a daily basis. The trash cans hold bird seed. Grabbing hold of the handle and wiggling it back and forth to try to get the top of the trash can* off makes a horrible screeching sound, and is really annoying to hear all day long.
*yes, it’s called a lid, I know