Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, your popular host, Mani the purebred border collie, here today to tell you that once again, I’m roasting hot. You may remember me from such similarly-themed posts as “Still Roasting”, “Beyond Super Roasting”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.
You can see how green it is after the rain two weeks ago. It rained today, for about ten seconds.
It’s pretty hot. It was 96 or something yesterday, the same today, and it’s supposed to be 99 tomorrow.
The weird thing is that it’s humid. Not like steamy, but more than we’re used to, for sure. About twenty percent humidity.
That almost never happens here; usually, as the temperature rises, the humidity goes down. But not right now. It does prevent the plants from transpiring too much water, so I guess the humidity is okay. It certainly is different.
I still have to check on things.
Cotton is flying through the garden, but it’s not from cottonwoods, rather from the willows along the canal. The guy I live with said cottonwoods and willows are in the same family.
It’s kind of hard to believe that just an inch and a half (give or take) or rain two weeks ago brought out the mushrooms in the “way back”, under the Wasatch maples.
This was a big one.
The Persian yellow rose is having an excellent year.
The guy I live with posted some different pictures of this rose on Facebook, and a couple of people said something about “blackspot”. Even with mushrooms growing in the garden, and the extra humidity, it’s too dry for things like “blackspot”.
There are other roses. This is kind of a crummy picture of ‘Darlow’s Enigma’.
‘Paul’s Himalayan Musk’ rambler. Tiny little flowers.
The salvias are starting to flower, too. This is Salvia sclarea var. turkestanica. Kind of a smelly plant.
Melica ciliata, too. We probably have too much of this in the garden. The guy I live with didn’t know it would seed around so much.
It started out in the “way back” border, but instead of going into the field, which would be wrong, it’s seeded in the other direction, toward the house.
Speaking of seeds, the guy I live with hasn’t been too happy about his overall results with seeds this year (not that the seeds didn’t germinate, but a lot of seedlings died), but the ‘Heavenly Blue’ morning glories have done really well.
There are two pots of these which will going into The Enclosure and hopefully the plants will climb up the fence.
Some plants came in the mail. They took longer to arrive than expected. I guess that’s nothing new, these days. The guy I live with was a bit concerned about plants in boxes in this heat, but only one plant didn’t make it.
Some were a little rootbound, so they’re being repotted into larger pots with the “special soil” surrounding the rootball, and then watered a lot. The “super genius” method I talked about some time ago.
Looking back on that post, it’s hard to believe how much the garden has changed just since I’ve been here. A lot of plants have died, some have thrived, and new ones have been added to the garden.
Anyway, this is the special soil.
Almost no organic matter at all.
So that’s really it for today. Oh, except that a hawkmoth flew into the kitchen last night. That was kind of exciting. The guy I live with caught it with his hands, let it go outside, and it flew back into the kitchen. It was caught and let go again. Of course I wanted to catch it and eat it, but the guy I live with told me not to do that. I guess he’s never tried moths.
I’ll leave you with another atmospheric picture of me taking care of the garden yesterday evening. The sunbeam didn’t quite illuminate me, which was disappointing.
Until next time, then.