sticks and stones

I should have named the garden that. Sticks and Stones. “We toured this garden and it was aptly named. Nothing but sticks and stones; it was awful.”

Well, what do you expect? The soil here is too dry to support the kind of plants that comprise a traditional garden, and even a lot of the so-called xeric plants fail just when I need them the most. I was driving down Kipling Street the other day and saw huge fat clumps of the sacaton, Sporobolus wrightii, in full flower in the medians; this is what it looks like in dry soil.

Sporobolus wrightii, needing a drink.

The grasses here are old plants, too big to dig up, so they’ll stay where they are, a monument to reality.

Not that reality has much of anything to do with gardening. The sacaton has been labeled “xeric”, which it most certainly is not, but labels tend to stick. Here’s Range Plant Handbook: “Unlike its relative, alkali sacaton (Sporobolus airoides), this species will not grow on soils which are highly impregnated with alkali and it is more exacting in its moisture requirements, although fairly drought-resistant after becoming established.” Fairly drought-resistant, big deal. “When overgrazing is continued, rain and floodwater cut the trails deeper until the tussocks are finally left high and dry and eventually die.” High and dry, eventually die. Not a description of a xeric plant. More like Kentucky bluegrass.

All of this would make me feel better about the condition of my sacatons, not to mention my approach to reality, were it not for what came in the mail today, which, among other things I’m too timid to mention, were a bunch of keckiellas for the front garden.

They used to be called penstemons, “bush penstemons”, and David Keck, mentioned in the previous post, segregated them into a separate subgenus, Hesperothamnus, in 1936. These are mostly Californian, woody (one, cordifolia, is climbing), with galeate flowers. (If you make a G with your hand as though doing a shadow puppet, your fingers form the galea, or hood.)

They became Keckiella when studies showed that they differed from penstemons in having a hypogynous nectary disc, the name honoring Keck, who did the first systematic treatment of the genus Penstemon, and are yet another thing to collect, or at least think about.

I admit, most people would think it’s weird to want to grow keckiellas in Colorado, but then, they would also think it’s weird not to water. Keckiellas are hardy, at least in my garden, or sort of hardy anyway (I’ve grown them before), or not hardy at all and I’m just deluding myself, but they are drought deciduous, and so will look like not much more than a bunch of green sticks in weather like this. Blooming in spring, then turning into sticks. Here are the plants, looking just like I expected. Now this is what I call exciting.

Keckiella antirrhinoides, K. breviflora, K. ternata var. septentrionalis.

 

 

 

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bop

I picked up a few plants of Penstemon heterophyllus ‘Margarita BOP’ at Timberline yesterday, to go in the area I purged of irises and roses.

The name makes me think of Charlie Parker, Dizzy Gillespie, Bud Powell, and, by extension, Jack Kerouac, whose house is just ten minutes’ drive from here (something I like to point out to people who chide me for living in a cow town); a great deal of On the Road takes place right here in Denver. Check out this website for a cool tour of literary Denver from the perspective of the Beat Generation.

Where was I? Oh, penstemons. The name “BOP” in this case refers to “bottom of the porch” where the plant first appeared at Las Pilitas Nursery. It’s supposed to be a hybrid between Penstemon heterophyllus and P. laetus, but it looks like pure heterophyllus to me.

I only know this because I consulted Keck’s 1932 Studies in Penstemon to remind me what the differences between the two species are. (I have a small collection of these old articles, some bound ….all of them smell wonderful, like old libraries, kaolin paper, etc.) The differences, incidentally, are only important if you’re a Penstemon heterophyllus looking for a date ….the leaves on heterophyllus look sessile; those on laetus have a petiole.

Neither the plants nor the garden will care if these plants are the real BOP or plain Penstemon heterophyllus; I won’t keep the labels when I plant them, which incidentally I should have done this morning.

Finally got them planted, along with some Brickellia californica (in rodent-proof cages), which, despite its specific epithet, is native to Colorado too, and a Muhlenbergia dubia. Funny, I got three of these grasses and can only find two, even after walking all over the garden looking for the third one. The area I cleared out looks pretty much the same as before.

As I was finishing up this planting, which took me all day, the back garden erupted with a whole bunch of loud squawking, so I went back in for the Coolpix, walked out very slowly pretending to be invisible, took one picture, but as I rounded the path into the back garden, the owl flew away.

You can see the owl, sitting on the post, in the back garden.

the back lawn is for rabbits, you say?

 

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