This is Scarlet Wave canna. It is growing at the entrance to the Orchard. The bright red flowers are great to have in the garden, but I'd say this is my least favorite canna of all the ones I grow. The flower form is not as shapely as the other varieties.
Arrived Friday afternoon.
Arrived Friday afternoon.
First thing that happened Saturday morning, 7:00, Bert got stung by 4 yellow jackets right when he walked out the back door. There was a big nest built on the door frame. I administered an eppi pen right away because he gets really bad reactions to them.
Worked in the Orchard all morning. Cloudy and humid, but it's the sun that's a killer. So I count myself lucky. Shoveled to loosen the soil and pulled up weeds and salvia and zinnias that were growing too close to the path. I cleared two of the biggest beds and one of the smaller ones. I have a long way to go.
Started cutting away the dead blackberry canes in the Orchard. Blackberries grow on one year old canes. After that the cane dies or else continues to live looking really ugly but it will not produce berries. The old canes have to be cleared out or they will really make a thorny mess. The job of clearing blackberry canes is by far the worst job in the world. Painful and hot, I hate it. But I made a start on the job, didn't get nearly done but it's better than before.
The Sam Houston peach tree in the Orchard fell over, rotted right at the base. This is one of those unexpected chores that nature throws your way, like when we decide to take a pleasant ride around the property and come upon a massive tree that has fallen across the trail. I had to cut away all the branches before I could begin the work I intended to do which was weed and turn over the soil. Bert came down and cut up the trunk and big branches and hauled them away. Peach trees aren't long-lived trees according to my books, and that has certainly been my experience. I've lost both of mine. I won't miss them though. Peaches are hard to grow with any success. This winter I will plant more plums. I like plums, and they are cooperative trees - they produce fruit!
Bert and I drove to the back of the property where a mustang grape vine grows low enough to reach (thanks to a tree that fell over). We picked some grapes to make jelly, but unfortunately there aren't quite enough that are ripe.
Made some chicken noodle soup.
Rested for a while during the hottest part of the day.
Seeded the beds in the Orchard that I cleared with zinnia seeds.
Cleaned out a bed in the Vegetable Garden and seeded it with zinnia seeds. Had to retreat indoors after that - too hot to bear!
Sunday morning woke up to rain. Bert and I sat on the front porch in the rocking chairs, drank coffee and watched the rain.
The Almond Verbena tree is in full bloom and smells heavenly. The scent hangs over the entire Star Garden.
First thing Sunday morning I started weeding in the Long Border. Bert got me some mulch and I needed to use some of it to lighten the trailer before we drove it down to the Orchard. I waned to mulch where I just weeded on the Orchard. The mulch turned out to be soil. I guess some kid scooped up a load from the wrong pile, and my husband doesn't know dirt from mulch. Bummer, but I used it anyway. Cleaned up a patch in the Long Border. I was almost finished when I got stung on the arm by a yellow jacket. There was a nest in one of my rose bushes. That was the end of cleaning in there!
Went down to the Orchard and started cleaning up another bed. I pulled up lots of Mexican Hat that had gotten massive and was sprawled all over the place. Mexican Hat is a perennial and I'm sick of it, so out it goes. I cut back blackberry vines that were leaning into the paths. I got the whole bed cleared out, only left the coneflower.
Swam in the pool and drank a beer. I sweated buckets today. The pool felt really good.
Deadheaded the pink Vitex in the Star Garden.
Moved the butterfly bush and Texas tarragon from the pool area to the Star Garden so they could get regular water.
In for lunch and a nap, that's it for me for this weekend.
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