Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, and here to bring you up to date on the news from our garden. You may remember me from such posts as “A Slight Change”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.I might be looking a bit dubious here. Possibly because of the excessive number of sibilants in the title of today’s post, or possibly just because. I’m not always sure what the guy I live with is up to, these days.
The weather has been pretty nice. Today it was seventy-five degrees F (about twenty-five degrees Celsius), with nine percent humidity. It’s supposed to snow a bit, tonight. No, really.
There was wind coming off the mountains which has been giving us some spectacular sunsets. You can see the way the wind was making ripples in the clouds.In this one here, which I thought was a bit frightening, those lighter lines are caused by what you might call waves of wind, off the mountains.Then yesterday evening the sunset was just super red. The guy I live with took this picture, zoomed in a bit, on our evening walk, looking south. This is mostly the whole sunset.The water stopped flowing in the canal, either on Thanksgiving or the day before.You can tell that winter is coming just by looking at things beside no water in the canal, even though it’s been so warm. This is Geranium dalmaticum, which the guy I live with said came from Lamb Nurseries in Spokane a very long time ago.The sedum which we don’t know the name of has turned a very dark red.Teucrium montanum has turned color, too. The guy I live with said he’d never noticed that it did this.Pinus mugo ‘Carsten’s Wintergold’ (or just ‘Carstens’) is turning, too. The guy I live with went through a dwarf conifer phase some years ago, and a few of them survived. And Crocus longiflorus is flowering. This picture isn’t in focus, obviously, and the color is all wrong (it’s a lot more pinkish-purple), but at least the crocus is flowering. It started flowering at this time last year, too.
The guy I live with says he has no idea where this came from. The crocus is native to southwestern Italy and Malta, so that’s originally where it came from, but he doesn’t remember where he got it, which in itself is a bit scary.Speaking of crocuses, there has been a great deal of moping over Crocus biflorus subsp. melantherus, which is also called just plain melantherus. It’s a favorite here, and last year was in flower in October, but there was no sign of it at all this year.
The guy I live with said we hadn’t had enough rain, which is almost always the case here, so he went out a couple of times with the watering can, and watered where the crocuses were supposed to be, and then put a “portable greenhouse” on top of where he watered.
These little greenhouses are kind of conspicuous but they do work.So look what we found today.Speaking of finding things, well, this next section might be extremely boring. You can skip it if you want to.
The guy I live with has been looking in the Snowdrop Frame a few times every day and wondering where the heck everything is. I would point out that since he doesn’t do much of anything, looking every single day might give the impression that it’s taking longer for things to happen than it might if he only checked every three or four days.
At least one snowdrop is almost in flower. This is Galanthus elwesii var. monostictus Hiemalis Group ex Broadleigh. That’s really its name. We purebred border collies are far too refined to let out a guffaw in instances like this, but, well, you know, it’s worth at least a snicker or two.Well, there are a few others of its ilk here, as well. The trouble is that they were transplanted from another area of the garden where, at this time of year, they were in too much shade to flower, and–I’ll put this diplomatically–now that they’ve been moved, there’s some uncertainty at to exactly where they are, because the labels may not be where they’re supposed to be.
There are, as maybe you can see from the label, where it says “group” on it, that these are more of the Hiemalis Group snowdrops (some forms of Galanthus elwesii var. monostictus don’t flower so early), which weren’t from any famous garden, but there’s one from Montrose, the garden in North Carolina, which was “missing”. Until this picture was taken. The guy I live with noticed the one at the bottom of the picture.“So where on earth is Galanthus elwesii var. monostictus Hiemalis Group ex Highdown?”
I couldn’t help at all. However, if you look at this picture, you’ll see green near the two labels at top left and top right, and then at least two more snowdrops at a considerable distance from the labels. So ….The actual label for ….ex Highdown is lying on the ground in the shade garden on the north side of the house, where the snowdrop used to be.
“Well, whatever. It’ll all sort itself out.”
I’m not so sure, but let’s say it will.
Then there was a bunch of moaning about Galanthus elwesii ‘Three Ships’. It got its name from the Christmas carol, you know; it “should” have been up by now, in order to flower about the time you start hearing “I saw three ships” playing in the stores, a few hundred times an hour.
But then yesterday, I heard a triumphant cry from the vicinity of the Snowdrop Frame.
Imagine my sigh of relief.
In the shade garden, where I don’t go (there are fences and gates), the guy I live with said that even though Galanthus reginae-olgae ‘Cambridge’ didn’t flower this year, because of lack of rain, it has obviously increased, after being in the garden for a few years. You can tell it’s what it is because of the stripes.There are a lot of other snowdrops up, too. This isn’t really unusual for this time of year. These are probably Galanthus elwesii ‘Teresa Stone’. These came from the garden in Portland where they were first discovered.There are even more (not ‘Teresa’) around the leaves of Cyclamen hederifolium. If you look closely, I mean if you’re not already bored to tears, you can see a lot of snowdrops.Then there was this one, which seems very eager to flower. It has no name. Or, maybe I should say it has no label. (When the fence was put up along the north side of the shade garden there was a lot of snapping-off of labels.)Okay, that really is it for the snowdrop business.
I have some pictures of me to show you now. I make pretty cool shadows at this time of year, because of how low the sun is.
Here I am doing an impression of a wild boar, again.This is a goat. This is a ferocious and deadly wolf. This is a horrible canine from another dimension. (But on a leash.)And this one, not to leave you with any terrifying impressions, is a kitty.I’m pretty good at this, aren’t I?
I hope you enjoyed, or at least pretended to enjoy, this rambling post. I’ll leave you with a picture of me, enjoying a biscuit, on the ancient rattan couch so many of us purebred border collies have loved, surrounded by my newly-washed toys fresh from the dryer.
Until next time, then.