Wildflower Ramblings
I know this should be called "Where the wild things are.....Part something". But I forgot what part we on now and like Lot's wife, I think it best not to look back these days. The past is the past, keep moving forward or you risk stagnation.
The wildflowers were blooming on the East Slopes of the Cascades this weekend. It's been a pretty wet and cool spring, although talking to some of the elders of the local chapter of the North American Rock Garden Society who were at the garden this past weekend for a visit, it's just a par for the course year. So after a soaking tour and sale, Joleen and I peaced out to find some sun on the East Slope. Couldn't have had a better getaway, it was sunny, lazy, relaxing and filled with flowers.
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| Larkspur at Whychus Canyon. |
Erigeron polisospermus
A great cushion plant for the rock garden
such a saturated flower color after seeing all the
mellow Townsendia blooming.
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| Leucocrinum montanum The Sand Lily was pretty much finished up, but found a few of these interesting, Agave family species. It's interesting to me that this is pretty closely related to the Mexican tuberose, I was selling a particularly hardy strain of the tuberose that I've been cultivating for a while now hoping to get saleable numbers on, and no one bought the Agave amica I had for sale this weekend. Imagine if you could cross the Sand Lily and the Tuberose? The form of a the sand lily, with the fragrance and summer bloom of the Tuberose (formerly Polianthes, because we know how the botanist like to work overtime to rewrite history.....ooops. I though this post was about the perils of looking back?) We visited Kevin Vaughn's place with the Rock Garden Chapter, and it aways leaves me imaging what is possible, or after seeing his garden, What isn't possible when it comes to creating new plants. |
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| I did pretty much swear off taxonomic botany after they started messing with my precious Monkeyflowers. This should be Mimulus, but they say it's Diplacus now. I can rail at length about that and since I'm growing at least 9 different species and selections in this "Clade" now I will dedicate a post to it at some point. I do believe there should be a system in place, where if you dedicate so much of your brain to higher learning, then the university or college that you attended needs to offer "refresher courses" free of charge for Alum that now need to go back and study the revisions that were put in place after graduation. College graduates of the world unite and join me in this quest for continued learning. It's not fair that the botanists at the U's get to keep revising everything and they don't subsidize our continuing education credits! |
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| Asperula sentenisii in the Rock Garden, doesn't seem to mind the torrential spring rains. |
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| Toxicoscordion paniculatum. The foothills death camas....Best common name ever! ...wait, didn't this used to be called Zygadenus? So much for looking backward.....Pillars of salt I might wish on some of the botanists lately who have forced me back into learning an entire new language after I spent so much time learning this one. But a right proper bulbous species for the sake of keeping something consistent in this blog. Look but don't consume.   Back on the home front, I think the rock garden was looking smashing for the Chapter visit, it was great to see so many faces I haven't seen in person, some in years now. So much fun to have them all out, the report is that all had a great time checking out the gardens and growers of Salem, despite the 1/2" of rain or so that came down that day. Look at me, saying I was going to be way to busy to post anything more here before the flurry of summer sales, rock gardener tours, administering finals and wrapping up the school year. But as it turns out, the never ending onslaught of pacific fronts setup a super rainy weekend and I caught a break in between, so hence the post. Rain, probably at least a 1/4" today, but mild temps in the high 50's. I would say it was comfortable, the kind of rain that just mists your t-shirt, you know the natives went naked most of the time to avoid such discomforts as clothes when it's such a mild climate. Cheers, Mark |