Hello everyone; yes, once again it is I, Chess the gentle border collie, here to bring you the latest news from our garden. You may remember me from such delightful and fascinating posts as “Even Closer To Spring” and “The Big Day” (when I turned twelve) among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose, looking rather sad. (But I’m not.)It snowed yesterday, thus the title of today’s post. It’s mostly melted, but the guy I live with insisted on working out in the back yard today, in the snow and mud. Personally, I think mud is quite excellent, but I didn’t have the opportunity to track half the back yard into the living room.
You may recall that the guy I live with was doing some experiments with “personal greenhouses”, trying to get some winter-damaged cypresses to make new growth. Admittedly, this was only a little while ago, but he decided to abandon the project before it had even gotten seriously underway. (Those aren’t the same cypresses, if you didn’t know. It was really sunny today and so the picture isn’t very good.)“I rather think that this project is going to take somewhat longer than anticipated, and perhaps we should consider an alternative”, he said. Though not in as many words. (He only used two.) The cypresses you see here have better root systems for the size of the tree, he says.
They’re also planted much too close together, but I didn’t feel like saying anything….
He got this postcard from The Temple Nursery yesterday. I think it got wet. He said they must really be having quite a winter back east. (We say “back east” here, probably because of Manifest Destiny and all that.) He gets his snowdrops from here. The guy I live with had a gardening friend who lived near this nursery, in Ithaca, and they corresponded for many years, sometimes every day, comparing plant notes, and so on.
We have some things blooming, because our spring tends to be farther advanced than it is in that part of the country.
The romantic name of this iris comes from the Kammerlander, Pasche, Persson, Zetterlund expedition to Turkey.
Oh, let’s see, what else? A visitor tried to sneak into the kitchen and went in between the two sliding glass doors. It got away later.
Uh huh. So that was our day. I got to take a long nap, while there was an opera on, and fill the living room with gas, but the guy I live with said he loves me and the gas is okay.
I guess that’s all for today.
Until next time, then.