by angela@diggingbliss | Jun 17, 2006 | Uncategorized
Ok, so it was merely listed as a regional blog “worth visiting” in a larger article about sites by Dave’s Garden, GardenStew, GardenVoices, You Grow Girl, Amy Stewart, Karen Hess, Pam Peirce and Marta Acosta, but I’ll take it!
What’s shakin’, Bay Areans? 😉
Blogs get to the root of gardeners’ thinking
Sophia Markoulakis, Special to The Chronicle
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Garden musings are no longer private thoughts between our plants and ourselves. Through blogs, we can now share our most intimate gardening thoughts with the universe.
Short for Web log, a blog is a personal journal posted online for public access and scrutiny. A blog is highly interactive, with the author’s profile made public. Snazzy tech advances such as permalinks that direct readers to related Web sites and blogs, and trackbacks and pingbacks that connect readers and bloggers with one another streamline this interaction. So garden blogs, in essence, allow gardeners from all over the world to share images, experiences, anecdotal information and expert knowledge…
… “Some Northern California blogs worth visiting are:
— sacgardening.blogspot.com
— mybayareagarden.blogspot.com
— uncletomsgarden.blogspot.com
— Also check out nature-trail.blogspot.com for some eloquent and feline-friendly writing; inmykitchengarden.com for a California transplant making it in rural Missouri; and cabopulmo.blogspot.com for stunning desert succulents.”
read entire article
Some great choices… and thanks for the mention, Ms. Markoulakis!
by angela@diggingbliss | Jun 17, 2006 | Uncategorized
Without warning, our lovely spring weather has succumbed to summer scorch. Valley heat scares the un-acclimated. We natives deal, though. You garden in the cool mornings and early evenings. During midday? Well, you stay inside in a preferably air-conditioned building or seek deep shade outside. Don’t go jogging. Don’t do roofing or lay asphalt.
Every morning I have the same ritual. I get up, go downstairs and pee my dogs in the backyard. While they’re doing their business, I walk the yard. It’s cool, birdsong arrives on cue, and the light is soft. In fact, my backyard is mostly in shade in the mornings because it faces south and west.
The front of my house gets most of the morning sun, but except for retrieving the paper in whatever god-awful ensemble I deemed “pajamas” the night before, I tend not to hang out there in the mornings. Not private enough, and you don’t really want to bump into me before I’m holding a cup of fresh-brewed coffee. Not because I’m unpleasant. I’m just a little bit mute. Clouded. Whatever they put in coffee… it brings clarity and after a few minutes I am awash with this overwhelming sense of… civility.
Here’s what caught my eye this morning, pre-coffee.
‘Munstead’ lavender and ‘Moonbeam’ coreopsis
Purple fountain grass (Pennisetum) and Miscanthus ‘Morning Light’
Yellow zucchini squash
‘Celebrity’
‘Black’ (heirloom)
‘Costoluto Genovese’ (Italian heirloom)
‘Costoluto Genovese’ (foreground) and ‘Early Girl’ (background)
‘Black from Tula’ (foreground) and ‘Copia’ (background)
Peace stake in purple eggplant
Tri-color beans climbing bamboo teepee
Immediately after peeing, lie down and sun yourself before coming inside for breakfast. Yeah, it’s a dog’s life around here…”
This is my “sunny Mediterranean” bed, where I grow all the really fun stuff like lavender, phormium, echium, verbena bonariensis, a hot-pink flowering sedum, etc.
Props to Costco for their affordable teak furniture and to Smith & Hawken for their portable firepit that doubles as a grill.
Succulents planted in a rusted metal bowl
Ornamental millet, angelonia, celosia and heuchera in a green ceramic pot
My garden has an inconvenient truth.
Lilium
‘Medallion’ roses and an old watering can
Hanging tomatoes (‘Sun Sugar’) and strawberries
Delphinium… also hanging because it’s the only way to save it from certain snail death.
Weed disclaimer: You will see some…times-a-lot-of weeds in my flower and vegetable beds. That is because I am lazy, just like the late, great garden writer Henry Mitchell, who confessed–
“Fortunately, I am myself as lazy a man as ever lived and you are in no danger whatever of reading here that you should stand on your head and bow thrice before planting basil in the full moon’s paralactical ecliptical balderdash the third hour after the fifth rain in March.”
You da man, Henry.
