Vernal Equinox - 2014
Bloom Day - April 15, 2014

Fire and Ice


Great Wall
l-r. Sister Sue, Layanee, Cousin Mary Lou

I have been on vacation.  That is one excuse for not posting for three weeks. The other is the flu. Good reasons right? Well, vacation is over and the flu is gone and while there is still a bit of chunky ice here and there along the drive, spring cleanup has begun. I started with a bit of pruning. The Hydrangea paniculatas get a heavy haircut this time of year. This keeps them looking a bit neater while controlling the size as well as forcing some new and vigorous growth. They flower profusely when pruned in early spring. Entry Garden
The borders need tidying. Entry Garden cleanedThe leaves must be raked out of the gardens and since I have mostly oak trees, leaves continue to drop most of the winter. Even now there are a few leaf stragglers still clinging to the trees waiting for a bit of bud push to drop them to the ground.  Grass GardenThe ornamental grasses stand alone by the fish pond and cutting them back is a big job. Lighting them is so much easier and quite entertaining. Grass fireWithin three minutes the fire consumes the old growth leaving ash to sweeten the soil. I know, some of you are gasping but fire has been used to manage grasslands for centuries. Should you wish to burn your grasses, make sure to check your local fire ordinances and burn only if your grasses are off by themselves. One year I burned the grasses and some of the heaths which were in close proximity. Live and learn. Fishpond burningThe leaves have been raked, fertilizer has been spread and a thin layer of compost added to the entry bed. I usually clean the southerly facing gardens first and work my way around to those which face north. There is a very visible difference in plant growth in these beds. Burned grassesThe long border is the last to be cleaned and I often find a bit of snow hidden in the decaying leaves as I clean it. It will take weeks to get everything in order but for one who loves to garden, cleaning is a welcome if sometimes overwhelming chore. Three gardens done, seven to go. One bed at a time is this gardener's motto.