Here’s a basic weeping fig, Ficus benjamina, that’s been converted into a bird. I especially like the tail feathers (a little hard to see in this picture). I neglected to get its GPS coordinates, but it’s on Fanual Avenue in Pacific Beach, just around the corner from Trader Joe’s…
Last night the moon was nearly full and the garden glowed brightly in its light. The images below are all long exposures, from several to thirty seconds, so a tripod was essential.
Moon, contrail, clouds
Moon, contrail, clouds…
Yucca in moonlight
Yucca in moonlight: The flowers are white, but light from the nearby streetlight made them appear orange.
Moonlit Water Lilies
Water lilies reflecting the moon, over black water, with bent papyrus stems in the foreground… This is my favorite picture from last night.
Moonlit papyrus
Papyrus and falling water…
The cat, exploring…
The cat, exploring on the roof…
Neighborhood view
A view towards the water from the deck…
Garden at night
…and finally, a shot of the garden. In long exposures like this one, the garden almost looks as if it’s being lit by the sun. But the odd, theatrical colors from the lights in the houses give it a color cast that makes you look twice. Day or night?
Long digital exposures always have a degree of noise, the grainy prismatic fuzz that pollutes the darker parts of the images. (It’s particularly obnoxious in the cat image above.) Programs like Noise Ninja can do wonders with reducing the noise and making the images look more natural. But I think they’re fine for sharing on the web.
In case any of you missed the posting back in September, over at Mr McGregor’s Daughter, be sure to mark your calendars for the 2009 Spring Fling of garden bloggers in Chicago. The dates are set for May 29–31, a perfect time to visit the Lurie Garden (after hanging with the other bloggers, of course).
Unfortunately, my only 2009 Chicago trip will be in February. But for those of you who can make it this should be a great way to finally meet some of your fellow garden bloggers. From all the reports the 2008 Spring Fling in Austin was amazing, and this should be at least as great. Be sure to blog about it big time (and I know all of you will)–Make those of us who can’t be there leaf-green with envy!
Work will be taking me to Chicago in mid-February. My first reaction to the conference organizers’ choice of location and time was something approaching disbelief. Chicago in February? I don’t have that many layers of clothing in my closet!
Mind you, you’re listening to a wimp from San Diego. I’ve been getting distressed that the nights are starting to drop below 50 degrees. I feel like I need to count my fingers and toes every time I come back indoors to be sure they haven’t frozen off.
My first trip to Chicago as an adult was just over a decade ago, and I quickly fell in love with all the cultural benefits of the place. Its museums, architecture and restaurants are nothing short of amazing. Those are all pretty much indoor things, however. What’s a wimpy subtropical gardener and outdoors person to do?
On the top of my list of things to see in Chicago is the Lurie Garden, designed by Gustafson Guthrie Nichol Ltd, Piet Oudolf and Robert Israel. Aside from the Battery in New York, I believe it’s Oudolf’s only public work in the U.S.
Left:The Lurie Garden in June. (Photo by Torsodog via the Wikimedia Commons [ source ])
But the garden in February? Even though Oudolf tries to incorporate natural cycles into his designs, creating spaces that honor and celebrate the natural changes in the world, I suspect that February will be a harsh test.
Still, even if it’s an amazing place in February, I’ll know that I’ll have missed one of the main points of the garden. This is a garden-as-process. It’s not about looking gorgeous for a few weeks of the year. Instead it’s dedicated to the changes that happen as the seasons progress. (From the photos I’ve seen, it also happens to look great most of the year…)
It’ll be like stepping into a concert hall to hear a few quiet minutes of a piece of music that lasts much longer. Even if those few minutes are amazing, that music is a living thing that has a life longer that what you’ve experienced. You leave the hall sensing that you’ve missed some amazing moments.
I suspect that’ll be how I feel after I leave Chicago.
What would you say if you ran across a 7 pound, 13 ounce potato in your garden? Pretty impressed? That’s the current official Guinness Book record holder as the world’s heaviest potato.
But the current BBC News Magazine site has a story on a farmer’s find in his field that blows away the current record holder. This specimen reportedly weighs in at 24.9 pounds (11.3 kilos), and was produced with “no fertilizer or other chemicals,” according to the story. [ image source ]
From my calculations, this potato, if mashed and served at a holiday meal, would feed anywhere from 50 to 125 eaters, depending on how many of them are still doing the Atkins Diet. I’m afraid that, even with my extended family, I’d have a lot of leftovers…
Okay, Santa, in case you’re reading this: You know that I love books. And with the publishing industry being so battered by new media like, gulp, blogging (mea culpa), what better way to support the art form of cool, interesting books?
Garden picture books are always appreciated, as are books that are a little more thoughtful about gardening and nature and culture. New books from the local bookstore are great, but used ones from a local bookstore or a site like abebooks.com work just as well. In fact, that’s where you can find some great out of print books you’ll never encounter anywhere else. And what better way to participate in recycling?
Here are some titles that would make me extra-happy, and I’d guess that many like-minded gardeners out there would find them interesting as well. Some are from the past year, some from further back.
Niwaki: Pruning, Training and Shaping Japanese Garden Trees by Jake Hobson
Books with functional instructions for how to prune are useful, but this book gives you ideas on how to move from the functional to the sensitive, graceful and artistic. This is pruning with nature instead of against it. I don’t have a Japanese garden, but I can always learn lessons from its traditions.
Although I love the works of the Dutch garden designer Piet Oudolf, one of the gods of the “new perennials” gardening movement, I realized that I didn’t have any of his books. The titles that look the most interesting:
And some selections that are more from the art side of things:
Los Angeles Trees : Paintings, Drawings, Filmstills by Lucas Reiner
I haven’t had a chance to flip through this book, but the recent LA Times writeup looked enticing. “The trees exude patience and humor, casting sneaky, leafy shadows across the graffiti and cacophonous signage of L.A… [Reiner] began to draw and paint individual trees, most of them not California natives. He saw their strange shapes as ‘the result of their interaction with the needs of civilization.’”
If price is no object, there’s always the classic (and now ridiculously pricey):
A Few Palm Trees by Ed Ruscha
The title pretty much says it. Ruscha’s book has black and white photos of various palm trees in the Hollywood area, along with the street addresses where he found them. The photos aren’t particularly “good” in any traditional artistic sense. It’s just a stupid little artist’s book with pictures of a few palm trees–pretty much the antithesis of the preceding effort, just a cool little slacker of a book. It’s weirdly compelling.
And keeping with the one-plant theme:
Saguaros photographs by Mark Klett, text by Gregory McNamee
Mark Klett is one of my favorite photographers working today. Few people capture the edges of civilization and nature better than he. In this book Klett collects together images of saguaros he’s take over the years. No two plants of any species are exactly the same, and with saguaros it’s even more true. These are plants with character, photographed with soul.
And then I might add some general items, not strictly book– or gardening-related, but products that are made of things from the earth:
Artisanal cheeses, anything from stinky to refined!
Craft beers, ales especially, the hoppier the better
I had a couple questions, including one from Greg, on whether we were near the unfortunate fighter jet crash in town. Fortunately the answer is pretty much no, but just a few miles away still seems plenty close.
But for the household that was home in the house when the accident occurred…what can you say? The news has been saying that with a high school of 1,800 students nearby, the accident could have been way worse. But a tragedy is a tragedy, whether it affects one person or multitudes. My thoughts go out to everyone who was affected.
Cousin Jenny shared some of the plants on her wish list. I thought I’d share them here myself in case some of you might be looking for some interesting plant gifts for gardeners that aren’t typical garden center offerings. These aren’t generally what you’d call “pretty” flowers, but boy are they fascinating.
Stapelia gigantea with my hand for scale
Earlier I’d posted on my Stapelia gigantea, and she mentioned that she wouldn’t mind having one herself.
She also sent a list of some of the other larger-flowered species in the genus that she was interested in, including S. grandiflora, shown here in an image by Quadell from the Wikimedia Commons [ source ]. And should any of my santas be reading this, I wouldn’t mind having some of them myself. Species in this genus make interesting houseplants or grow well outdoors with dry-average water conditions in places that don’t freeze. Beware of the flowers, however, because they smell like roadkill–but in a good way!
White Bat Flower
And then there was this white bat flower (Tacca integrifolia) that she photographed at the UNC Botanical Gardens last year. This species is probably considered to be the most choice of the genus, but there are several other equally stange, whiskered tacca species. Although I haven’t ever grown them, it appears that taccas are shade plants that don’t ever ever like to freeze or dry out. Once again, they might be good houseplant selections, although not plants that would be easy to bring into bloom. Finding them, even with all the resources of the Internet, is a major challenge.
Much easier to find of the plants on her list is the butterfly amaryllis, Hippeastrum papilio. It’s also easy to grow and flower. Now, Jenny, why ever would you want a plant that’s easy to grow? Where’s the challenge? At least the flowers look more exotic than the single-colored windowsill amaryllises. [ image source ]
To Jenny’s list I’d like to add one of my own wants. I have a long-term interest in orchids that goes back to my early teen years. One of the plants that I’ve never been able to secure in twenty years of looking is an example from the Genus Ophrys. The plants of this genus have intriguing flowers that look like female wasps. In the spring, the male wasps flit about, looking for a little insect-lovin’. When they find the willing ophrys flowers they go to town, apparently satisfying themselves while pollinating the flower. Charles Darwin was also fascinated by the genus, and looked at them in detail in his The Various Contrivances by which Orchids are Fertilized by Insects. (The entire book is available online for free via Google Books.)
Here’s a YouTube video of one of these insects in action. Warning: This is extremely graphic. Children should be sheltered from viewing this clip unless you want to have a long discussion about the birds and the bees and cross-dressing plant species. Like most pornography, the clip does go on a little too long.
Ophrys species generally come from Mediterranean regions of Europe, so I’m thinking many of them would do well outdoors where I am in San Diego. But where to find them? About twenty years ago I was corresponding with a biology grad student in France. He sent me some seeds, but I was never able to germinate them. (Have you ever tried to grow orchids from seed?!)
Even now that Santa has the Internet available to him or her, ophrys tubers are just about impossible to get on this side of the Atlantic unless you deal with import permits and all that paperwork. I just might have to content myself with the YouTube insect porn.
Amy Stein’s new book of photographs, Domesticated, sits somewhere between the mundane and poetic, the beautiful and the jarring.
Left: Amy Stein. Howl [ source ]
A coyote howls at the moon in a snow-covered parking lot. A young girl in a bathing suits stands on a swimming pool diving board to confront a black bear staring at her over the fence. A hunter stands in his back yard as he aims his rifle at a wild turkey passing just a few feet away.
The little fleeting vignettes of life in a small Pennsylvania town illuminate life at the boundaries where the back yard ends and something you might call the natural world begins. Sometimes the close proximity of nature makes things amazingly convenient (the hunter and the turkey). Other times it comes too close for comfort (the girl and the bear).
Left: Amy Stein.Backyard [ source ]
These slices of life at first amaze you with that “Wasn’t it amazing that she was able to be right there at the right time to take that photograph” reaction. But the photographer’s working method tricks you a bit. She collected newspaper pieces and oral stories of life in and around Matamoras, a town bordering state forest in the northeast part of the state. Next she proceeded to recreate the events in the stories using town residents and whatever props necessary–including taxidermied animals.
Stein calls her images natural history dioramas, and that’s exactly how they function. But with these scenes taking place inside the edges of a photograph, they seem to have a higher sense of reality to them than the dust-covered tableaux you’d find at your local museum. Picasso said famously that art is a lie that tells the truth. Even though you know that these images are staged, they speak to a deeper knowledge that we know is true.
Today’s flower photos are of the first blooms of the season on Salvia divinorum, a plant that seemed like an appropriate choice to highlight for the 75th anniversary of Repeal Day, the end of Prohibition in the United States.
This is a plant with a couple of bad reputation points against it.
Robin Middleton, one of Britain’s big gurus on the genus Salvia, gave up on the plant: “Native to a remote part of Mexico, this is one of the most difficult salvias to get into flower…I have discarded this salvia, as mine never flowered.”
And Betsy Clebsch, one of the Bay Area’s high priestesses of the genus and author of The New Book of Salvias: Salvias for Every Garden, writes: “On several occasions I have grown the plant in a greenhouse but have never succeeded in getting my plants to flower.”
My plants are new to the garden so my experience with the plant is pretty limited. But it appears that given the right conditions, even in the hands of a non-expert like me, that first rap of never flowering appears to be undeserved.
The second rap against this salvia comes from the fact that its traditional medicinal uses and role in shamanistic divination don’t square with some notions of of what people should be doing with the plants in the natural world. Several states have recent laws on the books against processing the plant or packaging it for human consumption. Fortunately there seem to be exemptions for people using it for ornamental, horticultural purposes. Several countries, including Australia, Denmak and Italy exert some sort of control over the plant. (Better consult your lawyer or Wikipedia before planting it and giving it away to all your friends…)
What are its effects, and what’s all the fuss? you might ask. But I’m the wrong person to ask since my drugs of choice tend towards caffeine, chocolate and occasional hits of refined sugar. (Sam’s coffee cart at work offers a mocha-chip scone that hits all three addiction points!) And for altered states of consciousness I prefer to look at art, listen to music or read a book. But by general accounts this plant has no record of addiction and is probably less dangerous than alcohol and tobacco.
Closeup of Salvia divinorum flowers
Why grow it? It looks cool! (Check out the white fuzz on the individual flowers!) It has a fascinating ethnobotanical background. And the fact that some people want to ban it is alone a good reason as far as I’m concerned. Plants are interesting all on their own, but when a plant represents a microcosm of issues circulating through culture it gets to be really fascinating. (Vocabularly word of the day: synecdoche.)
Developing flowers stem on Salvia divinorum
The image to the right shows a new bloom spike with the developing violet calyxes.
If they come after this plant, what’s next? All those lovely opium poppies in your gardens?
What opium poppies? They’re just “Oriental poppies,” you might say. But they’re no less opium poppies than what’s grown in the Afghan highlands as part of the drug trade. What do you think the “somniferum” in their scientific name (Papaver somniferum) alludes to? Next time you buy a plant from somewhere you’re technically contributing to trafficking in a Schedule II controlled substance. (Check out Michael Pollan’s 1997 Harper’s Magazine article, “Opium made easy.”)
And then there are all those highly poisonous plants like foxglove, or species that could easily be modified for bioterrorism uses like castor bean. Can people be trusted to have those plants in their gardens?
It’s a slippery slope. A slippery slope, I tell you. In the meantime proudly grow your poppies and foxgloves and salvias. Keep your gardens free!
Let me go back to the cultivation question that I started with. Betsy Clebsch in the 2003 edition of her book reported that, “I have found it impossible to find anything written about it in gardening or horticultural magazines or books; my information comes from botanical and ethnobatanical descriptions and from conversations with those who have grown the plant.” The web now has a certain amount of information on how to grow the plant, and below are my notes.
What I’m doing: One of the two husky rooted cuttings from two-inch pots went into a gallon container with cheap potting soil into a shady, humid and unheated greenhouse and was kept constantly moist. The other went into the ground (sandy soil without many amendments) in a shady spot in a raised bed next to the garden pond and was watered whenever I remembered to do it.
The potted greenhouse plant grew fairly upright, but has that pale, gaunt look of some people who live in dark apartments. The plant in the ground hasn’t grown as tall, but looks more robust, putting out more in the way of basal growths. The flowering plant shown here is the one from the greenhouse, but the one outdoors is putting out a bloom stalk and seems to be a couple weeks behind the first one in blooming. The plants are different cultigens, so the difference in their behavior probably has something to do with that. But both seem to respond to bright but minimal direct sunlight and average-moist conditions at the roots.