I’ve been in and out of the garden today, like a fiddler’s elbow. Intermittent showers have kept me inside the previous couple of days, plus cold and windy weather.
I started this blog a week or so ago, and then the sun came out, plus other activities and normal life made demands on my time and the blog just didn’t get finished, well it really didn’t get started did it? I must admit I do like to sit occasionally, have a good cup of plunger coffee and chat to my husband whilst we relax, we can do that much more now that we are retired. Bliss!
So I’ve been repotting 30 odd Clivias, potting up many little native ginger seedlings and using up two bags of potting mix, two LARGE bags of potting mix. The picture is of a Belgian Hybrid Clivia that had doubled in size and had a couple of pups in the same pot and was in desperate need of repotting. So now I have three plants from one.
One of the reasons I did not finish my blog, was the 5 and half hours straight that I worked on our Woodland Garden. It started with me going out to garden in the veggie garden but how I found myself in a completely different spot on our approximately three acres of gardens I shall never know. That happens to me, and other gardeners that I know, fairly regularly. Even if you don’t plan on gardening that day, just wandering outside with a cup of tea in hand before you have to take that trip into town to carry out that perennial chore (note the gardening term) known as grocery shopping (ugh) and then end up coming inside one or two hours later, with dirt all over one’s pajamas and under one’s fingernails. It’s like we are being led by an unknown force, which of course, we are.
But this day I found myself in the Woodland garden where Mike had cut out a walk which is now known as Woodland Walk. It’s not a huge garden, but it consists of about three or four Bauhinia trees. We have the pink, white and port wine coloured ones. We also have three or more callistemon, a Brunfelsia commonly known as Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow as the flowers when they first open they are a violet colour, fading to lavender blue and then white, with the three colours present on the bush at the same time.
This is all underplanted with red ginger, birds nest ferns, bromeliads, crucifix orchids, snowflake euphorbias, white plumbago, Clivias, and not my favourite but my husband’s, a rather large frilly fish-bone fern which can become a bit rampant for my liking. So I got in there and started pulling some out to use as mulch in other parts of the garden and also began pruning the bauhinia trees and removing dead wood etc.
The next picture shows the start of the Woodland walk. I love how the pathway doesn’t need weeding as the falling leaves mulch the pathway for me. I guess that is working with nature instead of against it.
I had been going at it for a couple of hours and then made a discovery which amazed me, we had a ponytail palm tree which we had planted among some beautiful rocks which had got completed obscured by the spread of the fern and which we had totally forgotten about. It had been a few years since we saw this specimen, but now here it was, grown enormously and the base was stunning. So I cleared all around it and planted more Clivias and a variegated ginger plant.
It sounds so easy doesn’t it? One simple little sentence that takes seconds to type and say, but it took me five and a half hours to complete. I think I conceded defeat when I found I was having difficulty seeing in the fading light of evening. Oh yes, I forgot to eat lunch as well.
In the photo with the red ginger showing, on the right of that picture, all these plants I have are planted in the shade of a beautiful Tipuana Tipu tree, commonly known as Pride of Bolivia or Rosewood tree.
So now I can take our visitors on a walk through our little woodland and show them this amazing ponytail palm and the beautiful rock formations Mike put in place many years ago and it looks very natural and beautiful. No wonder I get lost out there!!