Friday, June 15, 2012

How Does Your Garden Grow?

Ah, June...that lovely month when gardens burst with blossoms. School's out. My harried preparations for the Carolina Farm Stewardship Association's Upstate Farm Tour are complete, and the tour introduced me to the nicest people in the Upstate. Honestly, I think only genuinely kind people were admitted to the tour.

Now, the pace is much less frenetic around our home. The gardens are planted. The beds are tidy and weed-free. (Well, at least for today.) We're not suffering terribly from drought conditions--yet. The vegetable gardens hold the promise of delicious dinners in future weeks--baby squash and vibrant tomatoes, lovely bean blossoms and funky, firey peppers. Plus, we're still winning the war against plant diseases and pests...so far. 


June is a honeymoon period for us gardeners. Sure, there's still plenty of work to do. But it's a slower pace, more maintenance-type work, before the serious heat hits.



And today, after harvesting a delicious bowl of fresh raspberries, it was time to enjoy the June blossoms in our garden for Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day, sponsored by May Dreams Gardens.


Honestly, I'm so thankful for Carol's Bloom Day. Not only is it a lovely idea to take time to stop and smell the roses (although mine are currently covered with hideous Japanese beetles), but it provided a good distraction today. You see, I'm still trying to write about the phenomenal gardens I saw during the Asheville Garden Bloggers' Fling. And today, as I reviewed the photos from my favorite garden of the tour, I experienced a serious case of writer's block. I simply couldn't find the words to describe the most inspiring garden I've ever visited.


So, hoping that my muse might return after a walk around our gardens, I set aside my planned writing to share what's blooming:

One of my favorite herbs greets guests along the front path, releasing a delicious, welcoming perfume when brushed. Unfortunately, 'Provence' lavender also beckons pollinators. While the bees enjoy the lavender, our human guests often shy away from entering the path to the front door. Who can blame them? Last summer, our youngest son learned the hard way that an accidental encounter with a sprig of lavender can lead to an angry altercation with a bee.

Perhaps planting lavender along the walk to the front door was not my most brilliant idea.


Exploding with blooms, the dwarf gardenias enjoyed our mild winter. I've never seen them so heavy with blooms as they are this summer.


Thank goodness for volunteers. Somehow, during the crazy spring, I never planted sunflowers. Luckily, several volunteer blooms appeared in the perennial bed, adding a nice splash of color and height. Still, I think I'll plant a bed of sunflowers by the back garden, although they'll be late bloomers. We'll have some stems for bouquets, and the birds will enjoy an autumn snack.


The tall verbena filled out nicely this summer, no longer sporting only a few colorful stalks...

...while the hardy geranium continues to provide a soothing, cool, creeping border of blue.

The real stars of the front gardens, though, are the daylilies and hydrangea. While shade dominates our gardens, I recently tucked a few new daylilies into the small, sunny patches in the front beds:

'Purple d'Oro'


'Perfect Peach'

'Prairie Blue Eyes'

'Stella d'Oro'


A missing tag...I think this was 'Grape...Something.'

The hydrangea in the garden are young--the oldest being about three years old. Still, they're presenting a lovely show:




'Blushing Bride'




Young Oakleaf Hydrangea, planted in Fall 2011. 



Variegated lacecap


The winter's hard pruning benefited the butterfly bushes--the blooms are more prolific this summer than in the past, when I just tidied them...



Lantana always dominates the summer landscape, providing ample color and attracting hummingbirds and bees.



And fortunately, the phlox looks lush and healthy--no sign of powdery mildew...yet.



Purple coneflowers and bronze fennel serve as food sources for bees and swallowtail butterfly larva...


...while pollinators dislike feverfew, which should not be planted within 20 feet of fruit trees or bushes requiring pollination. (I think this may explain my problematic blueberry bushes. Hmmm.)


In the kitchen gardens, blooms forecast future feasts:









And even by the river, where no gardener planted seeds, blooms highlight the walk to the forest, providing snacks for yellow finches.





It's funny how nature works that way, isn't it?

Wishing you a garden full of blooms to celebrate Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day! What's blooming in your garden?

XO ~

Julie

P.S. Update: Where have I been? I just discovered Fertilizer Friday. It's another garden party where you can share and see beautiful blooms (although my fertilizer is all organic, of course!) Enjoy!



Monday, June 11, 2012

Friday Night Fun.


A recent Friday night found us throwing a garden party for 1,500 guests.



Drinks included drops of fresh rainwater...




...while the main course featured tiny aphids, marinated with a hint of heirloom tomatoes and Genovese basil.


Some of our guests needed assistance to find the buffet...


Others flirted and danced the night away.
 

The hostesses encouraged the guests to stay awhile, making them welcomed and comfortable, hoping they wouldn't disappear into the night.


We must throw a good party, because some of our new friends are still in the garden, making babies, and cleaning up the buffet.

Here's hoping they stick around for awhile.

XO ~

Julie

Thursday, June 7, 2012

An Artist's Playground: The Garden of Christopher Mello



Boys and their toys...it never ends, no matter how old the boy becomes.

Of course, though, if the boy is an renowned artist and gardener, toys can dominate a design in the name of art.

And art suddenly becomes more accessible to the neighborhood boys...and girls...and all of those grown-up folks who find Tonka trucks irresistible in a gorgeous enclave of purples and blues and rusty browns.

Following the visit to the mystical Wamboldtopia on day one of the Asheville Garden Bloggers' Fling, our bus arrived at the urban garden of Christopher Mello.

A wall of purple welcomed us...

...with frothy purple smoke bush sporting an adornment of blue bottles, towering above the pride of the garden...


...delicate, crépe paper-inspired blue poppies.

These are not just any poppies. While lurking among the foliage, I overheard Christopher telling the story of his poppies. Beautiful as all of the poppies are in his garden, he works to select specimens that are true blue, culling out the remaining poppies tinged with red in the hopes that he will stabilize a new cultivar, to be named 'Pearl Blue.'

The bees didn't give preferential treatment to the pure blue poppies.

But I would. These are some seriously gorgeous blooms.

I'm lusting for 'Pearl Blue' poppies, although I must admit...I've never succeeded in growing poppies.

I blame our zone.

The garden beds buzzed with pollinators, while the palate selected by Christopher provided a calm, softening frame for his avant-garde works of art:


Winged baby heads.


A nightmare-inducing pagan-ish fellow.

Re-purposed rusted wheelbarrows.


An army of shovels, saluting the fleet of Tonkas.

I adored the heart of the garden, "Dump Truck Park."

Wondering whether this was an artist's ironic view of play—or if the trucks logged any actual time with real kids, I loved to hear that Christopher shares his play space with the area children, allowing them a safe haven to zoom around while their adults relax among the flora.

Within the garden's palate, interesting ornamentals...

'Summer Chocolate' Mimosa

A cultivar of Harry Lauder's Walking Stick, 'Red Majestic,' I believe


...share space with edibles—which you know earned bonus points in my book. 


Florence and bronze fennel softened the sharp shovels...

...while red lettuces complemented the color scheme.

In fact, in many aspects of the garden, plants softened the art, framing rebar and rusty metal designs with flowing, airy foliage.


Even the bottle tree appeared ready to launch the blue and green bottles into space, with its lush foliage barely contained by glass.

Throughout the garden, Christopher's edgy art married with a calming, almost monochromatic color scheme that showcased his talents:

artist...

gardener...


plant geneticist...

storyteller...


...and a boy who still loves his toys.

 XO ~

Julie