trip to Timberline, part one

For my birthday, which is today, I decided to do what I wanted to, and went to Timberline Gardens. It wasn’t a difficult decision. There are so many plants …….

 

I think this is Salvia transsilvanica (white)

Think this is a lot of agaves? Just wait until I post pictures from the greenhouse where these grew up. Agaves parryi, havardiana, and palmeri here.

Timberline is famous for cactus, among other things. Some cool named varieties here. You have to get to this table before I do.

rock garden plants

gauras

beebalm

heucheras

a new centaurea

Sugar. When my wife first laid eyes on Sugar, it was love at first sight. I had to tear her away, kicking and screaming. “No miniature horses in the back yard, my dear.” Sigh.

Spice

Shrubs

Shade house, out in back.

Out in back. They do a lot of their own propagation. Need any semps?

One of the greenhouses they try to keep me out of. Cool stuff is being propagated here, and there’s a real danger I might snap it up before cuttings can be taken.

Like these manzanitas, being grown as mother plants.

In the greenhouse attached to the store

And now, since I’ve found myself in the greenhouse where annuals are propagated, I’ll call it quits, for today, with a bunch of coleus pictures. Cindy loved coleus, and used to plant them in large containers on the patio.

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Friday the Thirteenth

A dead Daphne giraldii. It was doing fine, even last week, until one day it wasn’t. Just like that. Okay one day, then wilting, then this.

It’s only moderately annoying, since now I can’t say to myself, “I’ll plant this next to the daphne”, unless I remind myself that I now mean the other one, the one that’s still alive (as of this minute). I plan to get rid of most of the plants in this part of the garden anyway.

I didn’t plant either of them; they just appeared as seedlings, after the parent plants, and their offspring too, did the same thing. Got really big, flowered, and then died. That’s right: daphnes are weeds in the garden here. I pull them up all the time, but I left some plants of giraldii because they looked okay where they appeared.

Talk about a Dramatic Statement. And form, texture, structure, all that. I can’t really say anything about iteration, supposedly a necessary component of garden design, since one plant is alive and one is, all too obviously, not.

I’ve often wondered if making a garden full of nothing but dead plants might start a trend. (Had I started this when I began gardening here, I’d need about fifty acres by now…..) You spend money on a plant, it dies, and you throw it away, or toss it into the compost pile. Why not put it in a separate garden, with its departed companions?

The maintenance alone would make it worth the trouble.

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