pining for the fjords
Dead plants? Or are these just resting, pining for the fjords?
I suffer from that mix of laziness, lack of time and unrealistic expectations that will let me leave a dead plant in the ground longer than it probably should stay in a home garden that is trying to look presentable to the neighbors. Sometimes I’ll even water a dead plant, knowing I’m wasting my water, but secretly hoping that there might just be the least chance the plant isn’t really gone.
A few new plants in the garden don’t survive the initial transplant. I still find myself underestimating the water needs of a new plant. 
Just because it’s “drought-tolerant” doesn’t mean it will take to its new dry home in the garden without enough water to get a proper root system established outside the confines of the little nursery containers. The plants above, two of the five deerweeds I planted this year, probably didn’t make it for that reason. It probably didn’t help that the smaller of the two plants was set into a bed where nearby plants had established a root system already and would likely steal away any water I gave the new plant. This picture shows some of the competing roots.
Other plants just seem to…die. Here’s an ex-monkey flower to the left. Maybe it was lack of water in its second year. Maybe it didn’t like its spot. And the plant to the right is my Guatamalan blue, the ivy-leaved sage, Salvia cacaliaefolia. No mystery with this one. It was getting way too big, and I pruned it ridiculously hard in late July or August. Killed it. There was a bit of green left as recently as a month ago, and this plant being a sage probably would have rooted if I’d stuck one of the green bits in some cutting mix. But I dozed. Dead plant.
But every now and then something like this happens. I’d planted this bladderpod (Isomeris arborea) in the late winter and kept it watered. It seemed to be hanging on okay but wasn’t a fast grower. Then a colony of some insects I’d never seen before descended overnight and seemed to be reproducing a new generation. In the process they stripped most of its leaves. The plant quickly dropped what few leaves were left and I wrote it off as dead. In a weird way I thought of its demise as a success story: The native plant provided food and shelter for one of the less usual visitors to the garden. Only in the course of things I thought the plant had perished. Bummer.
But here it is three months later, leafed out, waiting for the rains to come. With success stories like this I’m reluctant to give up on the plants in the other photos, but I think their time has come.
November 17 2009 06:30 am | Categories: gardening • my garden | Tags: dead plants • Lotus scoparius • native plants • pruning • watering
Elephant's Eye on 17 Nov 2009 at 1:19 pm #
They are not dead, just resting.
Greg on 18 Nov 2009 at 5:02 am #
Faith is such a tricky business.
Country Mouse on 18 Nov 2009 at 6:31 am #
I am spritzing cuttings that are so brown they are pretty certainly not doing anything interesting under the soil surface. But then again — they just might be! Thanks for sharing you failures — A gardener once told me that if you have a 50% success rate, you’re a good gardener. That seems pretty low, but it’s good for morale. Like you I have under watered newly transplanted plants and lost them. Now I may be guilty of overwatering. I think the pendulum will one day swing to that sweet spot of just enough (if I pay attention to the results of my actions).
ryan on 18 Nov 2009 at 11:29 pm #
They aren’t dead until it’s late spring and they’re dead. That just makes sense.