Edgeworthia chrysantha taken several years ago in Washington Park between the Rose Garden Store and the tennis courts.
[I know, many of us are already growing weary of the political circus/blood fest we now find ourselves in. Since I’ve retired from the work day world, I find myself alternately blessed and cursed with time, time which I can spend working myself into some kind of fit, or wondering how did we get here, and, more importantly, how can we get out. I know, this is not a horticultural posting, but I feel like if I’m going to ever garden happily again, if we are ever going to address society’s disassociation from the beating heart of this world, our lack of a healthy relationship with the life here on Earth, and begin to heal both ourselves and the landscape upon which our lives depend, we are going to have to change how we look at the world and each other, we are going to have to examine our values critically and sort out what is ‘true’ from what is expedient or simply common practice. If life on this planet has any value we need to awaken to it, to listen and re-establish our relationship with it. Part of this is in understanding the ‘truth’ that anchors all life, that binds us to one another.]
Recently, thanks to the likes of Kellyanne Conway and Sean Spicer, we have all been introduced to the concept of #alt-facts, or alternative facts, as if there can be two conflicting sets of fact that are somehow ‘true’ to those who proclaim them. Facts, however, are ‘real’ and are rooted in the living/breathing world, they are part and parcel of it. They are not beliefs or opinions that are subject to one’s personal position. There is something universal and constant about them, otherwise, they aren’t facts. They aren’t ‘true’. Continue reading
Trees originate in a particular environment, not an urban one. This landscape of California Oaks creates a beautiful natural alle’e through the woods. These native Oaks can soften a street scene over time, are well adapted to our street environment requiring little effort on our part beyond structural pruning.
The urban environment can be an extremely stressful one to live in. This is no less true for plants than it is for us, the people, who created and maintains this place for our own use. It is no less naive to believe that a tree, planted out by someone, no matter how much they may love at least the idea of trees, in a random parking strip or next to their place of business, will thrive after a year or two of well intentioned irrigation, on its own than it is to think that a child will grow up to be strong, happy and successful simply by having its first few years of nutrition provided for….Cities are economic and social constructs. They did not rise ‘organically’ from the soil supporting a diverse and complex community of species. Life has had to ‘fit’ in where ever it can. Much has been unable to. Many of us plant trees because we feel the loss, the absence of life, and realize that these places are less for it, that we ‘suffer’ because of this. But we cannot simply add trees and stir. These are ‘broken’ places and we have to pay more attention to our choices and provide better care than this place alone can provide…otherwise it would be like turning out our children, still unformed, on their own. Even if we were Spartans and believed that only the ‘strong’ deserved to live, we would be dooming them in these modern, contrived and, in many ways, diminished cities. As responsible parents and tree stewards, we are bound to them. We owe them our best. Without it they will fail and the world that we have built around us will be less as well. Continue reading
This should grow big! 2′-3′ tall and 5’+ across. But not here. This one keeps coming back after some amount of the top growth rots back.
Acquired this on in Spring of ’14 a more compact form of the species with prominent white leaf markings.
Sharkskin bracketed by its parents, A. scabra left and A. victorian-reginae on the right
Hybridizing is always a bit of a crap shoot! Cross two species and the progeny will range all across the morphological map! Hybridizers grow on their seedlings and select those that share the characteristics that they’re looking for or individuals with startling and unusual features. They toss the rest. They in effect are giving their selections an advantage, an advantage they would never receive in nature on their own. In nature hybrids can only occur when the natural ranges of the two parent species overlap and their proclivities align with the possibilities. Plant breeders are not limited by this. Pollen can be collected and stored from anywhere and used to pollinate selected plants. In nature, survival is a numbers game. Seedlings must be competitive in an existing plant community with limited available niches. They have to possess a certain robustness. Those that survive, grow on and perpetuate themselves, possessing survival characteristics that allow them to do so and have been blessed with the conditions that favor them. Hybrid creations of nursery people and breeding programs may be lacking in these survival features. They are pampered, lined out in nursery rows and flats. The result of their intentions may actually put their selections at a competitive disadvantage if they were to be left on their own in nature. Continue reading
The Pruning Series, 4. If you choose to read only one of my posts on pruning, this should be the one.
Pruning cannot save every tree. This large Magnolia appears to have lost its main trunk long ago and is now surrounded by suckers and sprouts with most of the base rotted out. The section growing to the right is full of rot and is leaning over the adjacent house. It is common for trees like this, heavily damaged and in decline to sprout this way. Sprouts such as these are weakly attached to the trunk and the structural integrity of this tree is very compromised. I would not be surprised if spring’s new grew will be enough added weight to cause it to collapse on the house. The entire ‘landscape’ suffers neglect. I’m sure no one is monitoring it. Such is the case with most urban trees.
Whatever your goals for pruning may be you must always keep plant health first and foremost in mind. In many cases, especially with high value plants in our landscapes, this might be our only reason to prune. In any good pruning class the instructor will emphasize in some form, the dictum, ’First, do no harm!’ which is often attributed to the medical world’s Hippocratic Oath. It seems fitting to me to do this as both are dealing with life and promoting good health, only with horticulture and gardening our ‘patients’ are plants. All organisms have a characteristic, genetically determined structure, that when compromised threatens its health. All organisms experience stress and, if within limits, respond by strengthening their structure. Expose them to excessive stress and physical damage occurs. Storm damage, breakage, vandalism, branch failure following the growth of weak structure, a ‘burden’ of dead wood, diseased tissue, all add to the stresses on a plant and can all be relieved by good pruning…or exacerbated by poor or overly heavy pruning. Timing can also be a factor as it can disrupt the natural growth cycle causing a delay in the plant’s acclimation to cold process. Continue reading
The Spanish American War Memorial with the Federal Courthouse behind. A recent Elm stump in the left foreground and another behind and right of the Memorial, the further had a cavity for several years housing raccoons, but the tree began to split. Ringing the memorial is Pachysandra, Hosta and Clethra alnifolia ;Hummingbird’. These take a lot of abuse from playing kids and posing tourists crossing back and forth.
Chapman and Lownsdale Squares sit aside each other on SW Main with the ‘Elk Fountain’ (the anatomically incorrect Elk, or at least disproportionate)holding the neutral ground in between, the street splitting traffic that flows around it like a boulder in a stream. These are among the City’s oldest Parks. Laid out formally they are nearly mirror images of one another, sidewalks hugging the streets without parking strips to shield them, a crossing pattern of concrete marking them boldly with an ‘X’, lined with metal benches, a center axis and each with a restroom building on opposite sides…the north, on Lownsdale serving as the men’s restroom with the more machismo memorials to the Spanish American War and the south, on Chapman, the women’s with its sculptural tribute to pioneer families Bible in hand. This is a carry over from the early days when each Park served as a respite for the opposite sex where one could publically relax without being ‘bothered’. As were most western territorial towns, Portland’s population was dominated by men and women were often brought here as wives or as part of commercial ventures. Somewhere here was the site of the gallows, erected as need be, up until 1870 or so when the state banned public executions. More recently it has served as a respite for government workers, lawyers, officers and staff of our courts and jail, or visitors to either, taking their breaks, having lunch or getting a few minutes of air as they cross on their way to an appointment. Walking tours and school groups wander through pausing at the monuments. Others congregate here too, sometimes for rallys or protests within earshot of government offices. There are almost always a few members of Portland’s homeless community about taking a few moments or more in the shade of the large Elms and Gingkos. It was also the site of Portland’s own ‘Occupy’ movement in the Fall of ’11. Continue reading
Ultimately it has been rejuvenating and exhilarating, but for the previous several weeks, especially the last two, there has been much anxiety around my garden. The usual litany of issues came up…failed plants, replacements that were slow, but realistic, in their efforts to establish and grow in, procrastination, a little trepidation, a vacation in March, in April and early June, I know, no tears for this one, and then throw in the freakishly warm dry spring with most of my soil looking like it was later July rather than June (Those of you who don’t know, the maritime Pacific Northwest, has normally dry summers…they just don’t usually start until July!), stressing new and established mesic plants as well as pushing them rapidly, and too often, through their flowering cycle…, and I was more stressed than my plants. But all was good after hours of fretting and working while Julie prompted and supported me, showing great patience, and joining in by doing much of the necessary mulching, to help hide the worst scars, general clean up, needed painting, errands and the staging that helps everything look ‘finished’. The response from Study Weekend visitors, were there really over 400?, was over-whelmingly positive. We can all be overly critical of our own gardens. We know their scars and faults intimately. Friday and Sunday I was able to get to most of the other open gardens, Saturday was just too busy here, and like most garden visitors it is wonderful to see what others are doing, beautiful plants, perfect little vignettes, framing and views, things we have forgotten and others we hadn’t yet imagined, each garden unique with its own style, intent and feeling. I think most of us are more forgiving of others errors, don’t see them or don’t feel them with such depth that the resident gardener might. Overall, it has been a powerful and positive experience, one that I had been missing for awhile since I retired. I highly recommend it to any gardener. Now, we can kick back enjoy our garden and entertain friends as always intended…as long as it doesn’t fry!!! Continue reading
Photo thanks to Josh McCullough
Overall, mine is a sunny warm garden. Like any landscape or garden it is defined or described by its: place, design and plant choices. Where these three all come together, you have a garden. Each one presents itself as, what some might view, a daunting array of options or possibilities.
What exactly do I include under ‘place’? Certainly climate, exposure, aspect, slope, soils and the ‘history’ of gardening and ‘disturbance’ on the site. It also includes the larger surrounding landscape, the context within which it is located and the physical ‘features’ built and natural with which it will be a part. The story of a place is important. Place, is the major limiting factor in a garden. Gardens are also defined by the choices we make. Each choice precludes others. In a very real sense gardening is a process of limitation. ‘If this then not that’. What we need to be aware of is that these, design and plant choices, these limitations, can either work together or compound each other when not made with awareness. When design and/or plant choices ignore place, the gardener must overcome all of the ‘conflicts’ this choice has put in to play, or face ‘failure’.