Thursday, September 21, 2017

Cut privet on "a dark night in September"

My folks didn't put much stock in superstitions, as far as I could tell, and "planting by the signs" seemed to fall under that category.  However, Mom did say that her father said that to keep privet from coming back, cut it on a dark night in September.  Of course a "dark night" would be one that is near the new moon, when the night is literally dark for lack of moonlight.  Sometimes folk wisdom is just superstition, but sometimes it might be based on the relation of plant growth to the time of year (and possibly root growth cycles with gravitational pulls of the earth and moon).  Anyway, the new moon was night before last, so if you have privet to cut down, get with it!

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Hardy cyclamen

It's always a pleasure to see these little blooms in September.  (Thanks to Caleb for the pics.)
 
 

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Aunt Lizzie's rose (part II)

Here are a couple of follow up pics.  The bud opens, quickly going from red to pink.
These 2 pics are from Friday morning and Friday evening.
 
 
Here is a pic from today.


Thursday, September 14, 2017

Aunt Lizzie's rose

Day by day here in September, I'm watching a rosebud open.  This is a rose Mom gave me, which she rooted from a plant my Aunt Lizzie gave her.  My Aunt Lizzie and Uncle Glenn lived in the old homeplace after Grandpa and Grandma passed on.  I have so many fond memories of visiting there.  Porch sitting was a frequent past time at the old homeplace, and often when I'm on my own porch my mind goes back there.  I might imagine the bucket of drinking water sitting on the shelf or the way the sun reflected from the water to make a moving pattern on the ceiling.  I might think of Grandpa's shaving mirror hanging on the wall or my uncle reading a Louis L'amour novel.
I like having this rose as a tangible connection to that old homeplace and my Aunt Lizzie.

Saturday, September 9, 2017

First ginger lily blooms

I've had a ginger lily plant for years.  It was given to me by a dear sweet lady who has since passed away.  I think it must like a moist location, which I do not have.  Besides that, where I have it planted, it is probably getting competition from tree roots.  However, we've had above normal precipitation here this year, and I have my first ever ginger lily bloom.  It is quite fragrant as well as lovely in form.

Friday, September 8, 2017

Sights and sounds of September

Yesterday I heard a loud buzzing sound as a cicada (or July fly, as we call them around here) flew into the briars near me.  I eyeballed it, wondering if I could get a good picture of it if I went for my camera.  After looking at it for a while, I realized there was also a katydid in plain sight right above it.  I say plain site, but it was rather camouflaged, being the same color as the leaf it was on.  Those are 2 noisy insects.  I rather enjoy the noises they make, probably because they remind me of hearing them in my childhood.  The other night when it was cool enough to leave the windows open, I tried to pick out the chirp of the crickets, the trill of the toads, and the sawing sound of multiple katydids. 
Anyway, when I came back with my camera, the cicada flew away, but the katydid only hopped a short distance, then allowed me to get a few pictures.
 
In the right light, the katydid was the same color as the leaf.
 
As far as sights, here are a couple of sights I was glad to see yesterday--
new shiitake mushrooms on my log,
 
and a lovely red bloom on the spider lily.
 
September is a lovely time of year.



Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Abrupt end of monarch saga

Yesterday when I went to check on the monarch chrysalis, I saw nothing there.  I don't know what kind of predator got it.  Those are the ways of nature.  I was disappointed not to be able to watch it develop into an adult butterfly.  It's possible that some of the other 4 caterpillars have pupated and are hanging as chrysalides somewhere in my flower border, but I don't know where they are located if they did indeed survive.
Maybe next year...