Talking to Plants: heat

I don't like the heat. I love shade, air conditioning, and misters. While I dislike the cold equally, I don't feel the overwhelming guilt associated with the heat, because in winter the garden is in stasis, nothing changes. During hot days, plants can literally die without water. I think this may be why I have gravitated toward planting everything in the ground while others are planting more pots. You have to water though and that entails going outside in the heat. In an effort to be a more effective waterer, I hooked up a 4-faucet attachment to the outside faucet and have a separate hose for the plants on my deck, a soaker hose for the hydrangea along the house and a separate hose for the rest of my watering. In the future, may attach a buried fourth hose to my hosta garden to run some sort of watering system there so I can just turn a valve and water.

I think these weather extremes may force me to be a more efficient gardener if nothing else.

Clematis 'Diamantina'

Daylily 'Arthur Kroll' and allium 'Summer Beauty'

Spider daylily 'Northwind Dancer'

Phlox and balloon flower

It is too hot to move plants around, although I did move some orange daylily flava.

Daylily flava

And, I have been doing some major editing. In the battle between sun and shade; plants preferring sun while the gardener prefers shade, I have done some major editing. I mean major in that I purchased a chain saw.

My parents were both concerned with this purchase as was my son. Graceful, I am not, as some of you know. This is probably why my father never taught me the ins and outs of using a chain saw as a girl. As it was as a supervising gardener to my son who was doing the actual work, I managed to trip backwards over some branches and bruise my butt, hit my head, and put the majority of a 1/4" by 1 1/2" stick into my calf. Not as gory as that sounds, I didn't feel that stick, nor notice it until about a half hour later when I was eating lunch and the back of my leg itched. It didn't hurt when my son pulled it out, nor does it bother me to walk. It is a bit sore to touch. I would guess the muscle at the back of my calf deflected the stick placing it between the skin and the muscle. My head hurt worse and my butt will be sore for a couple days I suspect.

But if a chain saw could be considered cute, this one is. I purchased a cordless Greenworks 10" chain saw. It seems more like a amped up hedge trimmer. (It ran for about an hour and a half on the battery which was fully charged again in an hour.) And with all its safety features, I felt confident letting my 22-year-old son wield it. Over the course of a few minutes we cut down the cherry tree, a sheared balsam which was 12' tall, took out most of the lower limbs of my katsuras and even trimmed out the leader on one (I have been keeping these shear in lollipop forms about 8' tall for years.). The smell of almonds was redolent on the heated air. The largest diameter trunk was maybe 8" but it sawed through an 1 1/2" branch on the katsura in seconds. I hate to consider how long it would have taken us with my handsaw. We even used it to cut through the shrubby base of the dead side of my ninebark which had many branches of 5/8" to 3/4", making it the prefect tool for trimming and limbing up small trees and shrubs.

The brick makes a spot where the balsam once grew.

Two barberries were removed here. As the trees filled in, the amount of sun they received did not show their color to its best. Why have something so prickly when there is little upside?

This cherry is 10 years old and has borne little fruit. It was shading out a variegated dogwood and my grapes. We left the trunk long to use as a fulcrum to remove most of the root ball.

The growth habit of this 'Limelight' hydrangea has suffered from too much shade. It will need a major shaping now that it has more light.

Once it starts to cool down and with my son off to his first adult job and his own apartment, I will have time to make some major overhauls to my garden and yard. He got his degree in chemistry this spring and has accepted a job as a raw materials tester for Sigma Aldrich, a subsidiary of Merck.

Changes all around...

One well-grown specimen can make a garden. The bark on this clump birch certainly adds that over the top feeling to a garden. This bark was on a birch. I hesitate to identify it as 'Whitespire' simply because their were too many wonderful cinnamon shades to its peeling bark which reminded me of a black river birch, yet it was too white. There are a lot of birch hybrids out there. One of the predominant birch hybridizers is located in Door County Wisconsin. I know they have been crossing European, white, and river birch for over 30 years in an effort to come up with a beautiful birch which is also resistant to pest and disease, primarily the bronze birch borer. I have a 'Crimson Frost' birch which I hope will develop this type of bark as it matures. Mine has deep burgundy leaves, the color of which it retains even in this summer's heat.

I have to hand out the kudos to anyone with the gumption to put their garden on display on a garden walk. When I lived in Illinois, a garden on display could expect 3,000 to 4,000 visitors. I am sure there have been walks where there have been even more.

Talking to the gardeners afterward, has always given me a healthy spot of respect for any garden displayed for the masses anywhere. They have talked about having to replace sod, re-lay pavers, prized plants destroyed or picked. I have personally seen bored teenagers dragged by their parents through the gardens with flowers from that garden stuck in their hair. Unfortunately, I have even heard of small statuary or garden features being stolen.

So like I said, I respect these gardeners a lot. It takes a special sort of courage to put your garden on display in the middle of a drought which has been accompanied by 95-plus degree days, and I'm not talking about one or two, but a string of a couple weeks of them.

So one of my goals this summer has been to visit as many gardens as possible. Saturday I managed eleven. Five out of five in Waushara County in the walk put on by the Waushara Master Gardeners (my home county) and six of eight on display on the Ripon Twilight Garden Walk.

First, I'll give you a little background on each of these walks. The Ripon Twilight Garden Walk is the only walk I am aware of that takes place in the evening. This walk takes place on what is typically one of the hottest weekends here in Wisconsin. Traditionally, it was from 4:00 to 8:00 PM. Gardens were decked out in their twinkly lights, candles, torchieres, featured wine and cheese, and hey! COOKIES! (Ripon being home to the Rippin' Good Cookies-- think, those windmill cookies!) Ripon is a small very ivy league-like college town with lots of college professors living in historic homes clustered around the campus which is downtown. Harrison Ford, and not a few other Hollywood types went to school here. The Ripon walk has always had an ambiance all its own, and has always been one of my fav garden walks. (Pictures and more on this garden walk in my next post.)

The Waushara County Master Gardeners is a fairly new walk. They only do it every 2-3 years. The owner gardener is typically on hand to answer questions, and these are typically never "hire a landscaper"-type gardens. These are typically gardens of actual accredited Master Gardeners. These are the folks that answer questions on garden hotlines. If they don't know the answer to a garden question, they sure know where to go to get the answer. I have to say, though, one of the gardens which was on a golf course sure looked like the hand of a landscape designer had been at work, sometime in the garden's past.

I am not a Master Gardener. I think they are a great organization. I'm just not sure it is an organization for me, my personality, or gardening style. Because I got into gardening in a big way when I moved back to central Wisconsin from Illinois to the point I started a very small nursery business and started selling plants (which I have not really done at all this year because of teaching summer school); I am known by most of the Master Gardeners in Waushara County, even if I don't "know" them.

So I guess it didn't surprise me too much that these gardeners I didn't really know addressed me by name and asked me my opinion on their gardens. This is the sort of thing that can get someone like me in a lot of trouble. I pretty much call it like I see it, but at this point, in my gardening life; it is only the things outside the bell curve of gardening seen on a garden walk that really interest me.

So here goes! And, before you flame me, if you are reading about your garden, go back and read the first four paragraphs. Remember, I respect you, your nerve, and your garden, a lot. I, on the other hand, have never placed my garden on a formal walk. Some gardens either designed or planted by me have been on walks, but never my own garden. I just don't have the balls.

I have to say due to the drought and heat, there was not a garden that didn't have dead plants, shrubs with drought or heat damage, or even dead or dying tree. This is a first, but I saw the same thing on the Ripon walk. Also, a lot of them had very nice looking vegetable gardens, but again because of the heat, pollination is not happening, so I saw very little in the way of fruit or vegetables on the vine. Also, only one garden out of eleven I saw Saturday that didn't have a fully dormant lawn, and that lawn I thought was going that direction. It made me appreciate my soft green, lush lawn paths when I returned home!

The Master Gardeners must think you have not arrived unless you have a Japanese maple growing in your garden. As pricey and borderline as these are here, they all had at least one.

Other than the garden originally designed by a landscape designer, the gardens could have been improved with the use of nicely cut bed line, or well-delineated path materials, at least a couple feet wide.

Once you get past pathways, framing the shot or creating a view is something on which I think gardeners should focus. These beds were not that terribly composed, once you got past the "borrowed view". The plants tended to be well-chosen for their site, but I was totally distracted by the stuff going on in their neighbors yards, which on this particular weekend included the Blackhawk Folk Music Fest, a wedding, and an anniversary.

This gardener also over-accessorized,and without any sort of scheme or plan. Beyond that, some sort of color planning would have bee great. Part of this gardener really likes that spot of red, but the other bit of him says matchy-matchy pink and limey green because my building are cornflower blue.

The red, white, and green combo while packing a lot of punch says Christmas for me. How about you?

There were garden crafts being sold throughout this walk. I had a hard time deciding whether the ornamentation was actually planned (badly) or was on display to be sold. From birdhouse, to welded iron hangers, to wooden bird perchy and twirly beady things, I just couldn't figure it out.

I also saw some plants that I don't typically see growing in this area; climbing hydrangea, rogersia, and some really BIG hosta. I also saw a buff-colored rose with an unable to be recalled name.

Some of my favorite photos of scenes from this walk: