More of Cindy’s slides, in no particular order.

pitcher plants. there was a lot of whining about wanting a garden of pitcher plants all the way home from Portland.
More of Cindy’s slides, in no particular order.

pitcher plants. there was a lot of whining about wanting a garden of pitcher plants all the way home from Portland.
See how optimistic I can be?
Back in the old days, in the last century, spring used to start right about now, with alpine plants blooming, but then a curse fell over the garden, a curse that apparently can only be lifted by installing heating cables under the ground. I’m not exactly sure what’s happened to winters here, but those long spells of temperatures in the 60s seem to be a thing of the past.
Oh well. I scanned some more of Cindy’s slides. Their original purpose was to have plenty of slides to show when the occasion arose. It took about five rolls of film to produce one “acceptable” slide, a process I never really understood.