Tuesday, September 4, 2012

The Ugly Yard



Sunflowers....toasted.
“It’s an ugly year.”  So said I to Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome one evening as we were sitting out on our porch, gazing over our thriving crop of brown grass.  “What did you expect?” he replied.  “We’re at the end of a terrible drought.”  “I know.  But...still.  It’s ugly.”  That is where the conversation ended.  Apparently my need to state the obvious and commiserate about it is lost on him.  Good thing I have you folks. 

Last week, I picked up one of my season-by-season gardening books and turned to the ‘Late Summer’ section.  The first line says, in bold print, “The garden is at its best now.”  Whoa.  Was this book written by a native English speaker?  Surely he couldn’t understand what he was saying.  I’ve never lived through a late summer in which my garden was ‘at its best’, but this year is the banner child for ‘Blech’.    

My soft heart hasn’t helped the look of our garden one bit.  I’m a sucker for volunteer plants, which are rather like cats: captivating in juvenile form, and rather regrettable as adults.  The birds transferred some of my carefully selected SongBird Seed Mix to the front border of our bed, where a smattering of 3-4’ sunflowers now reside.  Had they been transplanted to the back of the bed in a timely manner, they might’ve looked halfway decent, but a little procrastination left them right where they were sown.  With browning leaves and drooping heads, they are now well past their glory days.  The meticulous gardener would remove them, but not I.  No, the cardinals and finches are still working on the seed heads, and I love getting double the return on my SongBird Seed Mix.  I paid extra, after all.

Getting double the pleasure from a bag of birdseed.





















My weakness for volunteers is especially susceptible in the tomato department.  I have several sprouting
in and around the compost pile.  One particularly enormous specimen has overtaken my back steps.  That soft heart of mine is touched by their tale of bravery, a hypothetically epic story of bitter cold winter nights, greedy birds looking for an easy meal, and parched July afternoons.  Who am I to quash their chance at life?  Additionally, I cling to the hope that one volunteer might reward me with an incredible new tomato variety and a million dollar plant patent, or just really amazing salsa. 

The monstrous tomato swallowing up my back steps is not that plant.  The tomatoes are mediocre at best, and still I’ve accommodated its zest for life.  My reward?  A steadily shrinking stairway.  It is now less than a foot wide, and I’m not talking about the 12 inch foot.  I’m talking one Nike wide.  It’s getting ridiculous over here.  Soft heart be danged, I’m going to get the pruners.  Next year, I’ll be a tough old biddy on those volunteers.  I’ve learned my lesson.  Yeah, right. 

I’ve half a mind to retire this column on the simple basis that a visual overview of my property raises serious inquiries as to my qualifications to be doling out any sort of gardening advice, be it ever so humble.  The other half of my mind confirms that it’s time I return to the ultimate path to riches: substitute teaching.  So it is with a fond farewell that I bid you adieu.  I will miss our little chats. Tall, Dark, and Handsome is going to have to up his conversational skills.  

5 comments:

Casa Mariposa said...

I have a giant cantaloupe vine volunteer taking over my front yard but I don't care. It has 2 huge melons on it. Woo-hoo! I'll miss our chats. :o(

Design to Grow said...

Volunteer melons?!?!? I'm jealous! I'm hoping for lots of volunteer cilantro next year, as it finally went to seed despite my best efforts to prevent it from doing so. I'll miss our little chats too.

Claudia Fugate said...

Looks like you and I are focused on the space we call landscape - I hope I'm helping folks envision their dream for their yard, and then steps to get there. Great work. thanks

Mermaid-at-Frog-Hollow said...

I have just found your blog.... so I hope I read this wrong and that you didn't actually quit blogging?

Aaron Dalton said...

I like your sense of humor. Sorry you haven't blogged recently. Maybe this Spring?

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