Hello everyone; yes, once again it is I, Chess the purebred border collie, here to bring you the latest and greatest news from our garden. You may remember me from such delightful and humorous posts as “Home Alone Once Again” and “In The Snow”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose. The guy I live with, who was holding the camera, said I was “too close”. But I like being close. Here I am again, “too close”. Oh, why not one more?You may wonder what all this me-centered activity is, so I’ll tell you. Tomorrow is my birthday. I’ll be twelve.
We’re not going to do any celebrating, or anything like that, but I wonder if these are for me?Here I am again; this time in a focused, horticultural pose.I suppose I should say some gardening-type things, instead of all this me stuff. I like the me stuff a lot, but the guy I live with reminds me from time to time that this is more or less a gardening blog, so here we go.
Crocus ancyrensis ‘Golden Bunch’. The guy I live with says ancyrensis refers to Ankara, in Turkey. I like turkey a lot. The guy I live with got some roasted turkey breast a while back, and shared it with me. It was good.
The extra purple pads of Opuntia polyacantha ‘Dark Knight’. They turn greener when the weather warms, the cells fill with water again, and the pads stand upright. Merendera (Colchicum) sobolifera.The guy I live with took some pictures of “the three towers” last night. The cypresses in their personal greenhouses, I mean. They’re kind of spooky at dusk, don’t you think?The guy I live with has been super-obsessing about “winter-quiescent conifers”, by which is meant that the conifers don’t form resting buds for the winter, but instead just stop growing. They get a little bit of winterburn because of that, and he doesn’t know why. If you feel like looking at his pictures, they’re in his bucket, here. (There’s also a picture of a cedar, which does have resting buds, and bunches of snowdrop pictures, and another one of me with antlers.) But that’s why the cypresses are in their personal greenhouses, in order to get a jump on warmer weather. So he says, anyway.
Until next time, then.