“The Perfect Specimen“

by ESP on June 26, 2017 · 2 comments

Our second Bollywood installment is from from Goliyon Ki Raasleela Ram-leela.

It is getting hot out there!

nitrogen ice cream

When temperatures approach the triple digits it is time for some liquid nitrogen ice cream.

Followed by the obligatory sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia.

Dwayne Godwin, Ph.D., explains how it works:

“One thing the brain doesn’t like is for things to change, and brain freeze is a mechanism to prevent you from doing that,” The brain can’t actually feel pain despite its billions of neurons, but the pain associated with brain freeze is sensed by receptors in the outer covering of the brain called the meninges, where the two arteries meet. When the cold hits, it causes a dilation and contraction of these arteries and that’s the sensation that the brain is interpreting as pain.”

I digress.

No matter how high our temperatures rise, or for how long, I never have to water these three.

Desert Willow, Opuntia and Pride of Barbados.

This stock tank used to hold water and giant King-Tut papyrus but, like my fish tank it recently developed a hole somewhere underground.

End of a work day in summer.

The Tut, now lacking water from the Nile subsequently popped his clogs er-sandals, and the canna, no longer contending with his tyrannical roots, prospered and thrived.

They occasionally parade these red flags as a symbol of their victory.

Big changes are abound for this part of the Patch:

This whole back corner of the house and deck is about to be torn down and rebuilt (with us all living in it). We are enclosing the back deck and juggling the space inside to gain another bedroom and bathroom.

“No WiFi?…Having fun yet kids?”

I will be sure to track our slow family descent into insanity in future posts.

In the meantime here is a skinny side yard I recently finished for a client.

Rectangular in shape, the area had a significant slope and was a nightmare logistically in terms of getting materials in.

Looking up to the top of the slope.

Here is the area prepped and ready for action:

Hey I did leave one plant on the main dance floor!

Before & after.

A future seating area. I grouped a couple of weathered ceramics into the corner to reflect the top wall.

The aggregate also picks up on the coloration of the distressed bricks and urns.

Looking down the slope at the bones of a future side garden.

Lots of rocks and gravel to slow water down the slope.

A couple of loquats to fill in the two bottom corners. They will like the additional moisture.

Top shelf thryallis, trunking yucca, mist flowers and Mexican honeysuckles are dotted around to fill in the scene with foliage over time.

Staying with Yucca rostrata a moment, this one recently caught my eye:

Almost the ‘perfect specimen’ if you like the long haired look – which I surprisingly do.

I say surprisingly as I prune up sotols, softleaf yuccas, sago palms, basically everything, as fast as you can say “Is that frond over there touching the fiskaring ground?”

image copied from: http://www.achat-vente-palmiers.com


Trimmed up they almost have a somewhat surprised quality and look to them, something that for some reason bothers me…sort of.

Does it?

What do you prefer?

Au naturel or trimmed ?









I will find out soon enough as I have 6 of them now planted out front!

Call that 5 and 1/2…(there is a runt in the rostrata).

I will leave you with one of my sausage torturing sessions with Kumo.

I like to think of it as therapy.


Stay Tuned For:

“Cosmic Cacti


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1 Cheryl Hawes June 27, 2017 at 11:12 pm

I like the yucca trimmed up. (and palms and those other things I can’t recall the name of because its past my bedtime)

Get to bed Cheryl! Perhaps sotol?

2 David Cristiani July 1, 2017 at 5:38 pm

I prefer the yucca leaf skirts not trimmed or partly and carefully trimmed up. On my own and others’ jobs, I’ve witnessed many die that were once thriving, soon after being pruned into the live crown.

Good to know David…wonder why?

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