better than reading Vergil

I had to rush to the nursery today (Timberline) because it seemed like the right thing to do. Somehow, it always does. If you don’t count the whole flat of desperately needed silver bluestem (Andropogon saccharoides, or Bothriochloa laguroides ssp. torreyana if you have nothing better to do than type out long new botanical names), I didn’t get very many plants.

Picked up three Festuca punctoria, aptly named as prickly fescue, because I like it and thought the rock garden would look nice with more. The one (or ones, I forget) I grow is on a south-facing raised bed, and suddenly I found myself wondering if I was doing the right thing growing them there.

Trying to find accurate information about plants is less easy than it should be. Wading through a bunch of obvious nonsense, I finally discovered a Turkish website, fortunately not in Turkish, that listed the prickly fescue as an endemic of Uludag, along with some alpine plants I’ve grown in the past, like Arabis drabiformis. The website did not specifically say that the fescue was an alpine plant; for all I know it could grow on the lower slopes and still be endemic.

Uludag is a mountain in western Turkey, the ancient Olympus of the region of Mysia. The Greeks apparently named every snow-capped mountain they saw “Olympus”, which must have been very confusing when asking directions. There are a lot of plants that bear the specific epithet olympica whose Olympus is not the one in Greece. Like lambs’ ears, Stachys byzantina, used to be called Stachys olympica, but not the Olympus, another one, the Bithynian one. Or Aquilegia olympica, also not the Olympus, also not the lambs’ ears one, but the one in the Caucasus.

I’ll plant these on my own Olympus along with other spiked things like acantholimons.

Also acquired were some Teucrium hyrcanicum ‘Purple Tails’. For once a name that tells you what to expect: purple tails. And, in this case, the specific epithet tells you where the plant is from, with not too much equivocation.

purple tails, almost done wagging

If you read a lot of Latin and Greek like I did (yes, I was a dork in high school), you read about Hyrcania, the region north of the Elburz Mountains in present-day Iran, and bordering the south shore of the Caspian Sea. Not, I think, the driest part of the world, and also not too cold. The drought tolerance of the plant is therefore suspect. Its leaves look an awful lot like “shade leaves” to me. But the purple tails …..

These will have a place too; not quite Hyrcanian, and definitely not Olympian, in the garden that used to be called “The Enclosure” (because it’s enclosed), but now I call it Cindy’s Garden. She built it and planted it. Watered once a week, and now with purple tails.

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the uninvited guest

Another day passes with me doing next to nothing. I’m extremely good at that and, in fact, that’s how I wanted to spend my retirement. Doing nothing, with my wife and the dogs. Instead, I do nothing with her dog, who’s even better at doing nothing than I am.

I do have this grandiose plan to semi-master the DSLR camera this winter, taking pictures of snow (“this is the snow on the roof, this is the snow on the patio, this is the snow on the garden, this is the snow that fell yesterday and this is the snow that’s falling now…..”), but meanwhile, when I can drag myself out of the house, I carry the Coolpix and, this afternoon, took these pictures for no reason at all.

Here’s Yucca rupicola from south-central Texas. Some genius at making up common names decided to call it the twisted-leaf yucca. The green color of the leaves adds a garish touch to a dry garden, though this yucca does like a little more water than most yuccas (it doesn’t get it). And, yes, there’s a posterior in the picture; a steel javelina.

Yucca rupicola

And its relative, Yucca pallida from east-central Texas. Also likes more water than it gets here. Both these yuccas tolerate snow lying on them for months. (Some species will tolerate cold but can’t tolerate a huge pile of snow on them; the leaf cuticle breaks down, and the plants rot.) I’m also growing the near relative, Y. reverchonii, also a Texan, but don’t know about its snow tolerance. Don’t really want to know, either.

Yucca pallida

I was sitting at the laptop, staring at the yucca pictures, when a loud, repeated bird call came from the back yard. One I’d never heard before. Walked out to where I thought the sound was coming from, with the Coolpix in hand, and there was a Cooper’s hawk in the apple tree. The alarm call is here at the Cornell Lab of Ornithology.

I tried to get a picture of the hawk, but it was hopping from branch to branch, and I came face to face with the object of its alarm. This is becoming a regular feature of the garden. The owl didn’t want to stand still for its picture and was bobbing its head up and down, looking at the hawk. Tried to get closer but it flew off, with the much smaller hawk in pursuit.

The Cooper’s hawk is up in the apple tree, just out of the picture at top right.

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