A Story - "Mousetrap" and Burning Bush and Eastern Red Cedar

Mousetrap

The November days were shrinking and growing damp. The young mouse scuttered below the low bushes and approached the older bungalow. She knew where the small spaces were where a mouse could squeeze through and get to the shelter of the garage. Her mother had shown her the way to get inside last fall.

Tonight she  wiggled her way into the garage where she could look for food. In a corner was a metal garbage can that smelled tantalizingly of sunflower seeds.  The young mouse leapt for the handles and then managed to get to the top of the can.  She chewed at the lid but her teeth weren't strong enough to get through. 

 Giving up on the seeds, she dropped to the floor and started sniffing along the base of the wall. She found a chocolate bar wrapper that still had a tiny bit of chocolate on it. She licked it bare.

Then her nose caught a whiff of peanut butter. In plain sight, was a hefty blob of it. She got a hit of dopamine and crept forward.  All her efforts so far had yielded little but here was a chunk of food ready to be gobbled up without any struggle.

But peanut butter on a trap is never free.
 

November can be a drab month so the sight of a burning bush (euonymus alatus) is cheering to see. The bushes can grow to around 6' tall and wide. The best colour is produced by a bush that is in full sun.  It is deciduous so the bush is bare during the winter and will sprout its new green leaves in the spring. During the summer, it just stays as a green shrub. It is hardy in zone 4  but can be invasive especially in the warmer zones (5 and above).

It has shiny little red fruit which are poisonous as is the rest of the plant.  However, some birds eat them.

Eastern red cedar is actually a juniper - juniper virginiana. It is a tough small tree native to North America that can grow in poor, dry soil. It can be the first tree to establish in disturbed ground.  It grows slowly and can live for a hundred years or more.  The blue seeds are not edible for people but birds and small animals  eat them.

A Story - "Pick-axe Hard" - Red Leaves and Pickaxe for Loosening Hard Soil

A Story

Pick-axe Hard

"It had been a dry summer and the untended garden space had solidified into unyielding hardpan.  

Carol's mother, Margaret, lived overseas, far from family.  She stubbornly refused to move closer.

A regular shovel wasn't going to make much headway with the garden soil.  It called for serious action. A pick-axe would be needed.

 Margaret wandered around her house, dusting old photographs, rearranging decorative items bought years ago.

The pick-axe easily dug into the earth.  The heavy sharp point loosened the soil and any interfering rocks.  

The heart attack that landed Margaret in the hospital had come without warning. Painful and earthquaking.

The blade of the pick-axe dug a wider swath and prepared the flower bed for the spring bulbs.

After Margaret was stable, Carol made arrangements for her to come to her home.

In May, the daffodils sprouted and bloomed their cheerful yellow trumpets.

Margaret sat in a garden chair and couldn't help enjoying the daffodils. When her granddaughter came to visit, she drew her grandmother a picture of the daffodils with a heart above her signature.  Their relationship was blossoming."

 

When confronted with very hard soil, I usually use a pick-axe to loosen it up. Because a pick-axe is fairly heavy, I don't have to lift it much above the soil surface, only 8-10", for it to easily go into the soil. I start by digging with the sharp pointed end, and then continue with the blade end. I find it much easier than trying to dig the hard soil with a shovel or a garden fork.

A pick-axe is also great for grubbing out shrubs and small trees.  The blade is powerful enough to cut through the roots and then I can pull up the whole plant so it's less likely to reshoot. The pick-axe is not a fancy high tech or new tool but it is very useful.

I planted my daffodils and will be happy to see them next spring.

A Story - "Wasted Life" - Purple Aster, Red Leaves

 A Story

Wasted Life

September 19, 1970, was the day that Linda decided to waste her life.  It was the day she told her mother she was pregnant, the father not interested.

"You can't keep it.  You'd be wasting your life."

Linda moved in with her friend's family who helped her stay afloat.  Eventually she became a teacher.

September 19, 2015, Linda cradled her delightful newborn grandson in her arms.

"Grandma, play with me."

"Grandma, look at my picture."

The two older grandchildren vied for her attention.  She loved spending time with them.  They were precious.  It was wonderful to be a young grandmother.

The last wildflower to die to a hard frost is the purple aster.  It is the fall bookend to the purple crocuses in the spring. The asters are one of the last food sources for the wild bees before winter comes.

I don't know what kind of tree this is but the dark red leaves are super nice contrasted against the rough cedar bark.

A Story- "The Wolf" and Coleus, Pink-Polka-Dot plant, Geraniums

 A Story

The Wolf

The sheep saw the wolf tiptoeing around the perimeter of the field but they unsuspectingly kept grazing.

Craftily, the wolf plotted his moves but he'd wait for dusk.

Suddenly, a flurry of white and black rocketed into the field scaring the sheep.  They ran, hearts thumping, this way, then the other.  The dog raced in arcs, driving them forward.  The sheep arrived at the pen, hardly knowing how they got there, panting with fear.

The sheep huddled together, worried about the dog.  But he was gone.  They sighed in relief.

They didn't see the wolf slinking off into the distance.

Last spring I started some coleus from seed.  I always find that coleus is slow to grow at first but quite a few of the seeds germinated and I put them together in a large pot on the back deck where they got morning sun.  I didn't pay much attention to them but as the summer progressed and they grew bigger, I started to really enjoy their colourful leaves. It seemed a shame that soon the frost would kill them and that would be the end of them.  I decided to take some cuttings to overwinter in the dining room.

I cut shoots about 4" long and dipped the ends in rooting hormone.  I was feeling cheap and decided to just plant them in 4" pots( reused) in garden soil instead of buying potting mix.  In a week or so, they had all rooted. I'm really pleased that it worked so well.  Because they don't need full sun, they will be fine on a table set back a couple of feet from the window.  In the spring, I will pot them into bigger pots and give them a good pinch so that they branch out more.

It's such a pretty collection of colour.

   I also started some pink-polka dot plants last spring.  This one (actually two) is a red variety. It was much larger but I gave it a real prune and so it's a manageable size again.  I read that pink-polka dots are a short-lived perennial and sometimes die after they have bloomed.  The pink ones I grew, which got to about 12" tall, were starting to bloom.  Again it seemed a waste, after starting them from seed, to just say goodbye to them so I have taken cuttings and am trying to root them in water. Internet advisers suggest that the cuttings be potted in soil when the roots are 2" long.  It's only been a week and no sign of roots yet but I do see some swelling near nodes so I guess the roots will come out soon.  I change the water every 2 days.

I bought these three geraniums on sale at the very end of the bedding plant season from the grocery store.  I only paid .99c each.  I didn't feel like potting them up so I just kept them limping along in the original pots. In February, I will start fertilizing them and get them going more vigorously and then in April/May I can take some cuttings.  I'll pot up the original plants into bigger pots.  

I tried to take some cuttings from larger geranium plants I had in the garden in September but they didn't root even though I used rooting hormone.  I had good success taking cuttings in the spring so I guess with geraniums the season is important. 

A Story - "The Well-worn Shoes" and Lentil Vegetable Soup

A story:

The Well-Worn Shoes

The white sneakers were noticeably creased, grass stained, scuffed toed.  Marley picked them up, studied the worn soles.  The shoes were a testament to a life lived richly, generously, fearlessly.

Just four days ago, her mother had died. In life, she had always taken her time lacing up her shoes as she pondered where they would take her, who she would see.  Her acts were lovingly thoughtful, appropriate.

Marley felt the weight of the shoes as her mind swirled with memories.  Her mother's legacy would always be with her.  Bending over, Marley put on her mother's shoes, laced them tight, and walked into life.

                                  The  amounts are suggestions.  Soup is very flexible.

 Lentil Vegetable Soup

1 small onion

3 medium tomatoes (I used frozen from my garden)

1/2 green zucchini

1 large carrot

1/2 cup sweet pepper - any colour

2 cups dried red lentils

Saute the onion in a tablespoon of butter or oil of your choice.  Add 3 cups water.

Add chopped carrot, chopped zucchini, chopped sweet pepper.

Add tomatoes - I would use peeled tomatoes. Canned are already peeled, and frozen are easily skinned by running them under hot water and slipping the skin off.

Bring to boil, then simmer for 30 -45 minutes.  Season with salt, pepper, and any herbs you feel like. I used Greek oregano but thyme, parsley, marjoram, sage would all work well alone or in combination.

Simmer a bit longer to let the herbs flavour the soup.

If the soup is thinner than you like, simply simmer until more water evaporates.

Pair the soup with a sandwich and you have a substantial lunch that will get you through the afternoon.

A Story - "the Unwanted Guest" and Cabbage Pear Salad

A story:

The Unwanted Guest

When they arrived, Joe wrapped Mom in a big hug, then exclaimed, "You look amazing."

Mom blushed and tittered.  Dad beamed, "Welcome, Son."

Sarah, Joe's wife, noticed the guest. "Bigoted man, drinking his Coke, judging us all. What a fraud."

Glaring at him, she strode to the table.  Joe helped her get seated.

After blessing the food, the unwanted guest prayed, "God comfort the sad, the frightened, the weary."

His heart's voice flowed like golden sherry. Sarah's face flushed.  Her heart gave a pound.  Her tears without warning spilled, erasing her make-up, exposing the purple and blue.

Cabbage salad 

 I'm trying out a new cabbage salad - my own version.  It has cabbage, pear, sunflower seeds and dried cranberries.

1 1/2 cup shredded cabbage

1 pear - any kind

1/4 cup sunflower seeds

1/3 cup dried cranberries

1/3 cup shredded mozzarella cheese

Mix together with mayonnaise to taste.

You could also add a little bit of green onion, some sweet pepper, and a mix of green and red cabbage would be nice.

A Story - "The Event". and thoughts on Leaves with White Markings

 A story:

The Event

Philip had been training for months.  Today was the day.  To warm up, he did some deep knee bends, waved his arms, stomped his fancy running shoes.  Mom gave him a high five.  Dad waited at the finish line.

Ready, set, go!  Philip was off.  Dad cheered wildly.

"Go, Phil, go!"

Mom held her breath as he charged along.

"Halfway there!"

They gasped as he wobbled.  Digging deep, Philip found his second wind and pushed to the end.

"Yeah! You made it!"

Grinning, Philip plopped down on his diaper-padded bottom.  He'd completed his first solo totter across the living room.

The acidentera bulbs and calla lily tubers that I got for free at the beginning of September have been growing quite well.  They were outside  on the deck for September and October, and only came in last week when we had frost.  I don't think the calla lily will bloom as the fall sun isn't very strong but I am pleased at how many leaves grew.  I will let it dry down now and give it a dormant spell December through February.  The acidentera should have bloomed as most bulbs have enough energy stored to bloom once but I'm not optimistic on that front.  Anyway, it makes some nice bright greenery at a dull time of year.  I will just throw the acidentera out when they have finished growing as the bulbs will be exhausted from being forced.  They are in water with some fertilizer.

I was looking at the calla leaves and realized that the white markings aren't actually white but are simply places where the leaves lack interior material.  Where it looks white, there is a thin leaf membrane on both top and bottom but nothing in between.

The lamium and the pulmonaria are different from the calla.  They both have a uniform leaf with the outer top layer having variation in colour.  Although the pulmonaria spots look white,  they are actually greyish and are very similar in colour to the back of the leaves. The pulmonaria also has hairs all over the leaves.

I was also thinking about plants that need resting periods.  Why do they? How do they know when it has been a long enough rest? Why does it sometimes have to be cold? So many things we don't know about plants.

All around us nature is amazing.

Story - "Homemade Socks" and quiet fall colours

A story:

Homemade Socks

The knitting needles followed their well-worn path, row after row.  Donna knew the pattern by heart.  Ribbing at the top, cables down the leg and over the top of the foot.  She used the same grey yarn for every pair.  She spent countless hours knitting the socks and donated them to various homeless shelters.

One cold winter night at a shelter, a worker gave a troubled man a pair of Donna's socks.

As soon as he saw the pattern, tears filled his eyes.  His mother always knit him socks in that particular pattern in that special shade of grey. 

The fall foliage of the maple trees is flashy and bright and always welcome, but some other plants are beautiful in more subtle ways.  The dogwood in this photo has lovely peachy leaves that bounce gently in the breeze.

The evening primrose goes a deep red.  It reminds me of a Scottish tartan with the green, yellow, and brown.

The Solomon's seal changes to a buttery yellow.  It keeps its arching form to give a nice structural focal point in the landscape.

Wood asters have delicate mauve flowers on their stiff stems.  Every flower has slightly different colouring in the center and the petals come out at irregular angles giving the plant a quaint quirkiness.

A few of the pansies are still flowering after limping through the heat of the summer. They are always brightly coloured but their soft rounded petals give them a quiet feeling.

Story: : "Entwined" and Butternut Squash

 Another story.

Entwined

The French fry bounced on the cold pavement.  On springy yellow feet, the seagull jabbed, drew back, swallowed.  He caught my eye but I turned away.  My heart was still thumping.  No more job.  Who was I?

He squawked as a heavy raindrop plopped on his grey back. I threw another fry.

Soon a rival came, then another.  Fries, more fries.  Scattered left, strewn right.  Finally, no more.  The challengers flew away.  He stayed.  We stared at each other; our needs entwined together.

"Thank you," he seemed to  say.

It felt good to feel needed.

This year is the first year I have grown butternut squash.  I didn't think I had enough sun to successfully grow them but I had some very healthy seedlings pop up in the compost and I couldn't resist transplanting a couple of them and see if they would produce fruit. I planted them in large pots by a trellis. I think the trellis was key to getting them enough sun.  They have looked ripe for several weeks but I read online that you need to wait until the stem goes brown for them to be mature.  I think they are finally ready.

Butternut squash is probably my favourite squash.  It has great flavour and the skin isn't too hard.  I can easily cut them into chunks and bake them in the oven, or if I am in a hurry, I microwave them. At this time of year, I like to make squash soup.  I saute some onion, add my cooked squash, enough water to make the consistency I want and simmer for half and hour or so. I flavour it with chopped parsley, marjoram, salt and pepper.  Just before serving, I add some milk and keep it on the stove until it is well heated but not boiling.

The beauty of soup is that recipes are flexible.  For squash soup, I might also add some carrot, or ginger, or even some red or yellow peppers. It's all about tasting as you cook and using the taste to determine how you will adjust your seasonings.

Another story "T-Shirt Turn Off" and free summer bulbs

 Here is another story.  Hope you like it and it gives you a chuckle, but also makes you think a little.

"The weather forecast was cool and sunny.  Just perfect for the hiking group to enjoy a trek, but Janice frowned that morning as she got dressed.  She really enjoyed the hikes but lately Matt was being just too friendly.  How to put him off tactfully was the question.  Suddenly the lightbulb lit up.

Not long into the hike, Matt came up beside her. 

"I was wondering if you..." he started.

No time to lose.  Janice quickly unzipped her fleece to show off her T-shirt.

Matt sucked in his breath, eyes goggling.  He sputtered, scooted away.

"Jesus Saves" flashed her T-shirt."

Our local grocery store had lots of summer bulbs left over and today they were just giving them away.  Well, who can resist that?  I had bought the big yellow dahlia in the spring and was really happy with it. Lots of big lemony yellow flowers and a robust plant.  So I thought I would take another one from the free box today.  I also picked up a pink dahlia, a package of five calla lilies, and two packages of acidentera (18 bulbs).  When I got home early this evening, I opened up all the packages and put everything to soak in water.  The dahlias still had  shoots that looked alive, and although most of the tubers in the cluster were very dried out, each plant had a firm one.  The acidanteras all had small shoots, still green, although looking pretty stressed.  In the calla lily package was a large (3") corm with about 6 shoots as well as some small corms with no shoots.

This is absolutely the wrong time of year to be planting any of these but I like a challenge, and they were FREE.  My plan for the dahlias is to pot them up and try to get some growth on them before winter.  I will try to extend the season for them as long as possible bringing them inside if frost is threatened at night. I should be able to do that until the middle or end of November.  Then I will let the foliage freeze and  put the whole pot in the cool basement.

The acidentera I will simply use as forced bulbs.  If all goes well, they will bloom in December and we can enjoy them for a little while and then I will throw them out.

The calla lilies I will pot up, grow them  outside as long as I can and then bring them in as a houseplant. In January and February, I will put them in the basement and give them a rest.  Hopefully, then they will be ready to grow again next spring.

We'll see how it goes.