April is National Garden Month, but it’s been so rainy (as April in Arkansas often is) that there hasn’t been much of that happening for me. I did spend some time Saturday picking up plants I ordered from Audubon Delta’s spring native plant sale, and those will be planted sometime in the next couple of weeks in my front yard. Lately, though, I’ve been sitting the house and cat for someone whose garden is a certified wildlife habitat. I’m gaining inspiration here, as well as a new feline friend.
This Louisiana iris was named in honor of Gertrude Remmel Butler.
Shocking, I know, that I would absolutely love this windchime. I mean, purple and a cat? 😉
Kerria japonica is also known as the Yellow Rose of Texas.
While most people think of bearded irises when they think of irises, these are the kind I absolutely love; I much prefer Louisiana and Siberian type irises’ form.
Those purple flowers are America wisteria. It’s less showy than Japanese wisteria, but also much less invasive.
I think this is Joe-Pye Weed, but Google Lens thinks it’s spirea japonica.
Oxalis (wood sorrel) is one of my favorite wildflowers.
White avens is a wildflower I’ve often found in Burns Park. I haven’t been out there since the tornado a year ago, so I don’t know how many of the stands of wildflowers I knew when I took frequent photo hikes have fared.
I do love a purple columbine.
There was a storm Friday evening, and luckily, except for a young dogwood that fell over in the front and a few small fallen branches, this from a neighboring Chinaberry tree was one of the few signs that the storm had happened here. Chinaberry is pretty, but is considered invasive in Arkansas.
I could only dream of something this pretty at my house.
My father was an expert gardener who always had a garden no matter where we lived. This was true even when we lived in Chicago. My father did not like the short growing season that far north. One of the few things which he liked about moving to Arkansas was the longer growing season here. If he was still alive, he would be celebrating National Garden Month.
Tomkin is a very good boy, and has been taking naps on my chest, so I’d say he likes me being here. But I know he’ll be very glad when Mom and Dad return.
If Tomkin likes you that much, you must be doing something right. Many years ago myself and some of my musical friends and partners-in-crime were getting ready to play music at a wedding reception at a hunting lodge in the literal middle of nowhere (somewhere so far from town there was no cell phone reception or signal). I had driven to my friends house in Conway because I was supposed to follow them to the hunting lodge. While I was waiting on my friends, their elderly female cat decided that my lap was the purrfect spot for a catnap. When it was time to leave for the hunting lodge, this cat objected loudly when I tried to remove it from my lap.
One of pictures of a certain flower has reminded me that there are alternate versions of the song “Yellow Rose Of Texas”. There is the version which most people know and then there is an alternate version which we sometimes play for the dances of the Arkansas Country Dance Society.
So that’s the yellow rose of Texas. I’d been picturing something much different.
As for irises, I love them all. My mom always had blue/purple bearded ones in the backyard … maybe because she was a devoted Kappa. There’s a yard in the next block that usually has a couple of black ones out front. At least at first glance they look black. I think actually they are a very very dark purple.
thank you for those beautiful photos! I have different daffodils & narcissus’s, bearded iris & 1 remaining dutch iris . Others are Azaleas, roses, redbud tree, tulip magnolia, pink & white dogwood & even a white volunteer dogwood in its 3rd or 4th year of blooming are others. Shasta daisies are in scattered patches. When the flower centers becomes seeds, I scatter some. I have a big patch of red clover. When the 5G installers dug up tons of rocks, I gathered them & made a big round garden. Bee balm, purple coneflower, giardia, coreopsis & succulents coming up. I put a small butterfly bush, portulaca, & gaura in there yesterday – plants bought last year but not in the ground. I’ve been pulling up weeds to preserve violets & trimmed flowering almonds in a patch. I live on a corner that is a pretty big lot. Wisteria along a fence, trumpet creeper between 2 trees, 2 kinds of day lilies, mum, & a few more things. This Spring has lingered nicely, allowing a flower show all Spring beginning about February with some daffodils. What joy they all bring & have brought!
I'm a retiree in his seventies. That may not be significant to many, since there is a bunch of us Baby Boomers around. However, in the year 2,000, when I received a diagnosis of Multiple Myeloma, I expected to be dead in three to five years.
My father was an expert gardener who always had a garden no matter where we lived. This was true even when we lived in Chicago. My father did not like the short growing season that far north. One of the few things which he liked about moving to Arkansas was the longer growing season here. If he was still alive, he would be celebrating National Garden Month.
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Brenda is the cat glad to have you there with it in this house you are watching? Or is the cat behaving as if it will be glad when you leave?
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Tomkin is a very good boy, and has been taking naps on my chest, so I’d say he likes me being here. But I know he’ll be very glad when Mom and Dad return.
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If Tomkin likes you that much, you must be doing something right. Many years ago myself and some of my musical friends and partners-in-crime were getting ready to play music at a wedding reception at a hunting lodge in the literal middle of nowhere (somewhere so far from town there was no cell phone reception or signal). I had driven to my friends house in Conway because I was supposed to follow them to the hunting lodge. While I was waiting on my friends, their elderly female cat decided that my lap was the purrfect spot for a catnap. When it was time to leave for the hunting lodge, this cat objected loudly when I tried to remove it from my lap.
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One of pictures of a certain flower has reminded me that there are alternate versions of the song “Yellow Rose Of Texas”. There is the version which most people know and then there is an alternate version which we sometimes play for the dances of the Arkansas Country Dance Society.
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So that’s the yellow rose of Texas. I’d been picturing something much different.
As for irises, I love them all. My mom always had blue/purple bearded ones in the backyard … maybe because she was a devoted Kappa. There’s a yard in the next block that usually has a couple of black ones out front. At least at first glance they look black. I think actually they are a very very dark purple.
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Makes the Aerogarden on my desk look understated.
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There’s nothing like an iris named Gertrude.
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thank you for those beautiful photos! I have different daffodils & narcissus’s, bearded iris & 1 remaining dutch iris . Others are Azaleas, roses, redbud tree, tulip magnolia, pink & white dogwood & even a white volunteer dogwood in its 3rd or 4th year of blooming are others. Shasta daisies are in scattered patches. When the flower centers becomes seeds, I scatter some. I have a big patch of red clover. When the 5G installers dug up tons of rocks, I gathered them & made a big round garden. Bee balm, purple coneflower, giardia, coreopsis & succulents coming up. I put a small butterfly bush, portulaca, & gaura in there yesterday – plants bought last year but not in the ground. I’ve been pulling up weeds to preserve violets & trimmed flowering almonds in a patch. I live on a corner that is a pretty big lot. Wisteria along a fence, trumpet creeper between 2 trees, 2 kinds of day lilies, mum, & a few more things. This Spring has lingered nicely, allowing a flower show all Spring beginning about February with some daffodils. What joy they all bring & have brought!
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Ah, spring!
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According to Garrison Keillor, spring is the season of yellow cars and red eyes.
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