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My Spring Must-Haves

One of the prompts for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop this week is:

1. Write a list of your top Spring must-haves.

And, as usual, my must-haves for spring all involve plants.  I’ll limit the list here to five:

1.) Mexican petunia, sweet potato vine and “whatever-that-little-vine-is-with-the-tiny-yellow-flowers”.

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2.) My beloved Black-eyed Susan vine:

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3.) Purslane.

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…which, by the way, I like so much, I’ll probably have it in more than one place in the yard.

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4.) This gorgeous plant with tiny red flowers. (Sorry, I can’t recall the name.)

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5.) And, finally, I’m going to, once again, try to grow nasturtiums.  My mom planted them in window boxes, and I remember how pretty they were. My only attempt was in 2013, and shortly after I took this photo, this one died.  But a friend has offered to give me pointers, so I’m trying again, hopefully with more success this time.



So,  if you’ll excuse me, I’m commandeering Motor Man’s pick-up this morning and I’m off to the nursery.

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 ~These Days Of Mine~


And So It Grows….

You may recall that one of my favorite  plants is Black-eyed Susan vine (thunbergia). After discovering it a few years ago, I look for it every spring. This year, I bought several to plant in different areas of our yard. One of my favorite places to plant it is on our deck, where the plant can grow up this old-looking weathered white trellis. This photo was taken on May 19.

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This one was taken on June 11:

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And this one was taken on August 2:

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Apparently I’m not the only one who thinks this is a good location.

Friday’s Fences – Summertime!

A few years ago, I asked Motor Man to build a little section of fence in our side yard. I’ve never really done much with it, other than put a wreath on it at Christmas time.

But last fall, I began the process of making a flowerbed around it. And earlier this spring, I planted.  In the center is my favorite, thunburgia (Black-eyed Susan vine). I’m learning that it’s very stubborn and insists on only growing vertically.  Persuading it to trail along the boards of the fence is proving futile. To the left is an old bushel basket that washed up in our yard during a high tide (sometimes you get treasures!). In that, I  planted marigolds.  The sunflower-type plants are rudbeckia.  This is my first experience with them, and I really like them. (So do the rabbits and deer, so those plants require regular spraying with Liquid Stench Fence.)

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Thanks, Motor Man. I’m loving my little fence!

Linking up to Friday’s Fences.

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Barn Charm: Gift On A Gate

Every spring, as I’m browsing local nurseries and greenhouses, one plant that I’m particularly looking for is thunbergia, also known as black-eyed susan vine.

This year, I bought one for my friend, Donna.

She planted it to grow on an old gate in her yard, and last week, she texted me with a picture and these words: “your gift on my gate”.

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I love that her old barn, which I shared in a Barn Charm post last fall, is in the background.

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You just never know from whence will come Barn Charm material!

Linking up to Barn Charm.

To The Top!

A few years ago, I discovered Thumburgia, also known as “Black-eyed Susan vine”.  Back in April, I shared this photo, with a comment that it had a lot of growing to do to reach the top of that trellis.

This was taken toward the end of July.

And this was taken yesterday.

To the top, you say?  NO problem.

The Dog Ate My Homework

Well, not exactly. But I don’t have a REAL blog post today.  Yesterday was a super busy day, and then, Motor Man and I were out quite late last night, taking care of engine business.

When we got home, this one was begging for bread. (Evidently Groom Swan had already had dinner at a neighbor’s.)

And these were begging for corn:

And this was begging for water:

Keep in mind that we didn’t get home til almost 9.

And, then, this one needed attention, too:

So, teacher, that’s why I don’t have my homework assignment today.

My Inheritance: A Green Thumb?

Today, I’m participating in Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop, and I chose this prompt:

3.) Do you have a green thumb? Tell us what kind of gardener you are.

You may recall I’ve mentioned that my Mom was one of twelve children.  They were a farming family, and most of them continued to have vegetable and/or flower gardens when they were well into their eighties.

Although I don’t claim to have inherited their green thumbs, I do enjoy dabbling with flowers. Many times when I’m out planting, watering or trimming, I’m reminded of the flowers my mom, her sisters and my grandma grew.

So, what type of gardener does this make me? I’m not sure, but definitely one who’s reminded of her ancestors as she goes about her little gardening tasks.

When we’re in the midst of a “dry spell”, and I’m hopeful praying for a rain shower, it’s the same feeling I’m sure they had many times. And when I smile at a perennial’s first little green sprout in the spring, I know it’s something they smiled about, too.

They, too, saw times that they were dirty, sweaty and exhausted after working outside, but knew all that work was necessary in order to avoid losing something they had planted.

With all that in mind, here’s what’s growing around here these days:

My grandmother always grew gladioli. Mine are doing well this summer…thanks to Liquid Fence. Without that, the glads would have been deer dinner weeks ago.

The little yellow vine is a black-eyed susan.  It has quite a task this summer to climb that trellis, but it’s off to a good start.

This huge flowerpot is filled with yellow portulaca and a citrus-scented geranium (mosquito plant).

Marshall gave me this hydrangea a few years ago. When he gave it to me, the blooms were blue, but because of our soil, they’re now pink. (My sweet mother called hydrangeas “high geraniums”.) The deer have enjoyed some of the leaves (top right), but left the blooms for me to enjoy.

In honor of my Mom’s family, I’m sharing this next picture, taken recently at Bacon’s Castle. This hydrangea has both pink and blue blooms on the same shrub.  Visitors to the Castle have suggested that the lime in nearby bricks may be the reason. I have to wonder if this was growing here all those years ago when Mom and her family called Bacon’s Castle home.

This is a close-up of one of the blue blooms: my very favorite. One day I’ll attempt to adjust our soil, so our hydrangeas will be blue, rather than pink. Or perhaps, I’ll have both colors on the same bush!

No, my thumb would never be that green.

Linking up to Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop.

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