What a project!
You might remember a couple of days ago when I posted “Heart of Gold”, that I was just beginning our shade garden on the NW side of the house. Today my little partner in crime played hooky from school (its preschool, relax) and joined me at the nursery for our second round of planting.
I filled a whole red wagon with 5 gallon Peter Pan Agapanthis (no small feat with a 3 year old in tow!), taking it all up to the register and ultimately putting it all back. I’ve lived in Las Vegas for 14 years and thought that the gambling bug must have escaped me… but when I saw those big, giant Peony plants out of the corner of my eye I realized I truly was a gambler after all.
Like any young lady, coming of age in the 1990’s I LOVE Peonies… its no wonder they were the most popular wedding flower of the mid 2000’s (along with the ultimate desert-hating plant; Hydrangea). Something about those solid stems, humongous double blossoms, rich colors and sturdy construction just speaks to me in a way that roses never could.
Only I never thought I could grow them in Vegas. $200 later I decided to take a gamble… I ended up filling TWO red wagons with Peonies, Vinca Major and my favorite ground cover “baby tears”.
These are the varieties I chose:
Now I’m crossing my fingers. Because as we know… Just because the guy at the nursery said they’d grow well, doesn’t always mean its so. Also, if you’ve had any success growing these flowers in the desert, please, please, please send me your tips and tricks. My Mom suggested depositing left over ice from summer bbq’s on them to help them stay cool. Which works well for us because, well, we party A LOT!
For before photos visit my first post here.
Below are the after shots.
Like Neil Young himself, I too was searching for a heart of gold. Well… I knew where to find one, it was the financier I was looking for. Found it!
I was rewarded for all of my hard work at the shop with a nice little budget to start re-planting the shade gardens on the NW side of our house. You might remember last year as I tried all kinds of things that ultimately failed (radishes, carrots, spinach) all from seed, all failures. Turned out all we needed was some reliable irrigation and that came in the form of my new gardener Hermino. He’s terrific. Like the little baby jesus delivered me an Angel of Horticulture… but more on Hermino later.
Today, Gadzuki & I went to Plant World to get some things that would be suitable for a partially shady area, wouldn’t mind the encroaching oleanders and could stair step down in 3 tiers. Oh yeah, and it would have to be considerate of the last thing my husband said to me before he left for work… “Don’t cover up the lights.”
Two toddler sized shoes in the turtle pond later, we had what we had come for. The same kid that helped us out to the car with our vegetables yesterday loaded us up and as I was fastening my kid in the carseat I heard him say “Have a great day, Beautiful”. WHAT? I’m almost positive I looked around for another person in the parking lot that he might have been talking to. Now normally I would just take this as a compliment, say if it came from the 60 year old man that had just run my debit card… but for some reason, out of the mouth of a twenty something kid, I’m inclined to roll my eyes and laugh. I know I should just be gracious and go on my merry way… but for what ever reason I can’t. Twenty year old boys are silly, and the idea that this one thought he could flirt with me is some how offensive… I mean, doesn’t he know who my husband is? Ha! (I JOKE!!) Really, they should be used to dealing with celebrities… Nick Cage was there yesterday when we arrived. (Still Joking!! Not about the Nick Cage thing, he was really there… I’m joking about my poor husbands celebrity status.)
Here’s what we got:
1. A Hearts of Gold Redbud tree. (I’ve been pining over this tree for over a year)
2. 2 Blushing Susie Black-Eyed Susan Vines (because they remind me of my mothers garden)
3. 6 Vinca Major (periwinkle)
4. 1 flat of “baby tears” (ground cover)
And here are some before and afters:
As you can see… this section of the yard needs a lot of work still, but its nice to know one small chunk is done.
And with that I’m back home, in the place I love the most. My garden. 1 month (almost to the day) later… Our guitar shop http://www.cowtownguitars.com has successfully relocated to the Arts District, we’ve hired an employee and my days are free again to play in the dirt. Our grand opening party was last First Friday (you can check out photos here, courtesy of http://www.onethirtyeight.org) and other than a few more indoor plants to re-pot and some raised beds to assemble in the back yard… my work there is done. Mostly…
I’ll just leave you with some photos of my gardens over the last month and pick up where I left off last month, in the next few days.
With Spring having sprung a little early here (in Las Vegas) we still have quite a few pots of flowers around our house from forced bulbs (i.e bulbs tricked into thinking its spring so that they will flower in winter.) The following is a post that began back in January and is being finished now with a spectacular “AFTER” photo. Enjoy!
January 5th, 2012 – Being the lazy animal that I was all of Fall, we’re only now getting our onion bulbs in the ground. I think they’ll be okay as we line the outside of the garden that we used last season for tomatoes. I had some green onions last year that grew well out of the direct sunlight, shield by our mountain of egg plants.
HOW TO PLANT BULBS FOR SPRING!
Step one – Clear the bed.
This happened the other day when Gadzuki and I tore through a bush of dried and died tomato plants. You can see that we’ve left the basil behind because (as its not perennial) we let it go to flower last year so that it would drop seeds and come back in spring.
Step two – Dig a hole.
The typical distance that the bulb should be planted is 6 inches. Im not much for “exacts” (which is why if you find me in the kitchen baking ANYTHING not out of a box, its usually against my will.) So we just use the distance of the spade on a typical hand held garden trowel.
Step three – Place the bulb
Now this is important… especially when your helpers are of the “under 15 set”. Place the bulb POINTY side up, i know no better way to describe this. Its pointy… like a little gnome hat.
Step four – Cover
Fill the hole up with dirt. Only instead of using the same dirt we dug out, I like to replace it with some of our premium composted mulch!
Step five – Lather, Rinse, Repeat
Step six – Water the ground and kiss your kids (it also helps to take them somewhere fun.)
You’re going to want to keep the troops happy, so that they keep helping with the manual labor.
Now wait and wait and wait and wait. Oh and try to remember where you’ve planted the bulbs so that you don’t dig them up later when adding to the garden. Some people like to plant a small annual flower on top to mark its spot… but I’m just going to remember that they are lining our bed and plant the tomatoes dead center when the time comes.
UPDATE – February 25th 2012
Here are some bulbs growing up out of the soil.
NEXT UP! A Year in the Sh*T! An updated blog about the trials and tribulations of my first year composting. Look for that tomorrow February 27, 2012.
This morning I asked my husband to leave me his Jeep so that I could go to the store. He knew I wasn’t after groceries and simply said “don’t spend $200 on flowers!” before leaving the house. I smiled and knew I would find his keys waiting for me downstairs with what I interpreted as his blessing to spend as much as $199.99 on flowers. Lucky for him I’m thrifty and didn’t take advantage of his good will.
So I slammed a cup of coffee and called out cheerfully… “Come on guys! We’re gonna do some gardening today”. Knowing full well that what they actually heard was more like “Turn the video games off and do some yard work”. But whatever, Tomato, Tomato! The kids and I laced up our gardening shoes and got to work. You see, on top of our dreadfully neglected winterized backyard we also have a 3 month old Yellow Lab puppy named Duane. He’s a little on the destructive side, so before we could get to the good stuff, I.E clearing beds and planting flowers… we needed to undo some of the damage that only a bored, teething canine can do.
Tony swept the patio, JR threw away any chewed up plastic plant six packs, frisbees & Gadzuki toys he could find, and I set out to “Dog Proof” my veggie garden. The little varmint has been trampling the lettuce and eggplants that I put in last week so we installed a new fence. Hopefully that does the trick. When the chores were done I went up to the nursery.
I didn’t plant anything spectacular today… Just some Daisies, Asparagus fern, Lavender and Jasmine. As you probably guessed I’m trying to attract bee’s. Here are some photos.
TOMMORROW We’ll talk Bulbs! Mine are already starting to come up!
The fact is, it is an excuse. If I were a different kind of person I might have kept gardening after a car drove through my flower garden, and into the living room… but the fact is I gave up. On June 4th, 2011 a couple of drunk teenagers with a BB guns, joy riding in their parents Chevy Malibu were chased by the cops into our neighborhood… it ended in our living room. The driver was arrested, but we were left with a massive hole in the side of our home and I guess now that I’m actually taking time to write about it… our hearts too.
We were very lucky that no one was hurt. The big boys were at their Grandma’s house and none of the neighborhood kids happened to be playing on the corner (a RARE day!) Our incredible friends and neighbors came over immediately and spent hours helping us clean. We weren’t the only ones amazed when the house was livable at the end of the night. Here is a clip from the news if you want to see it.
After the former wall was removed and our house was successfully boarded up I did spend a couple days transferring the plants from my demolished garden into the backyard. Here’s a photo:
The new spot in the backyard is now called “the salvage garden”, it made it through the summer heat and is now thriving. But after seeing my little flower garden, my first attempt at gardening in our new home, my baby really… completely demolished and subsequently stomped on day after day by “constructors” (as Gadzuki called them). I really did lose my steam. I quit.
I continued doing the bare minimum and managed to keep the gardens in the backyard alive through the long summer, but didn’t touch the front. After 3 months of construction, buying a new business with my husband and the kids back in school I was finally able to look at that little space again without feeling sad. I’m no psychologist but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t just the superficial loss of my flower garden that was the problem. Maybe it was what all of those dead flowers represented. The truth is It could have been me, more easily could have been my husband (who was sitting in the living room when the car hit) and the worst thing of all… The most horrible thing a mother could ever think of; it could have been my baby. Gadzuki. Who was sleeping on the couch, under that window, just minutes before THOSE kids, drove THAT car across my lawn, through my garden and into my living room.
In the end I guess it helped me put things in perspective… I was spending 8 hours a day gardening and blogging before the accident. Afterwards my priorities shifted and all I wanted to do was spend time with my family. I needed to keep Jesse & Gadzuki where I could see them, and as luck would have it I was able to all summer!
2 weeks after construction started we bought a guitar shop, http://www.cowtownguitars.com for those interested. In a funny twist of fate I was able to keep them by my side and in my line of sight all summer long as we worked together in our new shop.
So as we get ready to welcome 2012, I’d just like to say that I’m back (and I’ve got the leaves and dirt in my hair to prove it). Today I turned composts #’s 7 & 8, tore out tomatoes/eggplants and added some brown matter to the old beds. The next couple weeks we’ll be busy getting three new raised beds installed before spring and before long we’ll be starting seeds in the garage! Thanks for reading and I can’t wait to share with you all of my trails and tribulations of the next growing season here at the Hotel Amoroso!
Happy New Year!
Next time: we’ll revisit the old compost pile and hopefully teach (and document) a friend as she starts her own!!
One of my flower gardens from the front yard is featured in this weeks SEVEN Magazine.
Click here to read the article and see a larger version of the photo.
On another note, I finally found a way to go outside without my allergies going crazy. Jesse and I went to Lowes and bought some of those painting masks. They look weird, but work! The guys and I (& Gadzuki) spent a couple hours cleaning up the yard from the party last weekend and planting.
I put two Australian Ferns in some borrowed pots (thanks Dickie!) that the family got me for my birthday. I’ve never seen them before and as much as I LOVE fern, I’m hoping its the solution for growing fern in our desert climate. Putting them in pots is all part of my “find the perfect location” strategy. My yard has a few different climates, full sun, part sun, part shade, total shade, humid/full sun…ect. So I figure we’ll drag them around until we see what they like best. I put them in part sun to start.
Also, I got a Plant World gift card for my birthday and its its BURNING a hole in my pocket. Maybe I’ll take Gadzooks tomorrow after play school and post some photos of our favorite spots at the BEST nursery in Vegas.