Friday flower No. 16
Zinnia grown from a bag of second- and third-generation seeds my mom kept from her own garden.
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Oh, June
There’s a jungle outside my window — one of creeping vines and reaching grass and, infuriatingly, browning hydrangeas. In my zest to kill that fucking trumpet creeper with paintbrush applications of undiluted Roundup, I think I accidentally treated some flowers I actually do like. I don’t know how; I was careful not to get the poison on anything I didn’t care to see die a miserable wilty death. And yet, for the past two weeks,…
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(Belated!) Friday Flower No. 13
My much anticipated dinner-plate dahlias opened up mere hours before I hit the road for Middle Tennessee Thursday. They were beautiful enough when I saw them, but when I returned home today (Sunday), I saw that more of them had opened up in my absence and had already collapsed under their own weight. They were splayed out like they’d fainted under the sun’s wilting rays. They are so gorgeous but so unable to support their…
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Friday flower No. 12
My mom brought me a pot of these little orange flowers and they spent their first week here all wilty, as though they were exasperated and on some sort of floral fainting couch, but now they have perked up and seem to be doing fine. Only problem is I’m not sure what they are. They have long stems. Lazygardenweb, any help? Bonus flowers this week! A lily from my mom’s garden and a daisy (or…
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Plant-tential
The Rose of Sharon stick my mother gave to me that she’d ordered from the Arbor Day Foundation has been sitting in a pot of dirt, diligently watered for more than a month now, and it has finally sprung a tiny green leaf, just above the dirt. Huzzah. So sometimes sticks do turn into trees, if you leave them in dirt long enough. Heh. That is not at all true but it sounds like a…
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The devil vine
Since early spring, a certain bratty-looking leafy plant has been popping up all over my yard. All over it. Up through monkey grass, up through hydrangeas, around the roses, out in the middle of the yard where it has no neighbors, along the driveway, hugging concrete, around the bird bath, peeking through the slits in the fence from my neighbor’s side, everywhere. At first I mistook it for some kind of volunteer tree, until I…
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The handoff
As I watched my mom look over the orchestra of plants she had been nursing for years and years, choosing which ones to pass on to me, I realized that she is passing a torch to me.
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A long, slightly rambly mid-week gardening interlude
Monday night I came home with a hatch full of Turner-grown greenery, gifted to me by my mom, who just keeps finding things she wants me to try in my yard. I went over all the special instructions in my head (put this in dirt as soon as you get home, apply some rootone to this but shake off the excess before planting, the seeds in this bag will mold if they get any prolonged…
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Things in the ground
Just a running list of what I can remember is in the ground out there, for posterity: Found in the yard: • Monkey grass (which is volunteering everywhere) • Spring star flowers (also super eager to volunteer) • Columbine • Bamboo (largely uprooted and saved for potting) • Rhododendron/azaleas • Hydrangeas • English ivy • Thrift • Rose of Sharon • Vincas (purple) • Daffodils • Dianthus • Nandina • Volunteer dogwood trees • Crepe myrtles •…
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Friday flower No. 6
This here is a purple columbine, which only bloomed because I never got around to gutting the pot it’s in, as I originally thought those clover-lookin’ leaves were weeds of some sort. Turns out they were going to produce a flower whose unopened blossom looks not unlike an honest-to-god dragon head.
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