Hoja Santa

“Boot Hill”

Lots of wild characters have been rolling through the Patch this past week, 

“Don’t take your water-pistols to town son”

Waterpistol Hickok and his wild gang rode through, trying to escape from the infamous bounty hunter twins:

“FastPaw” Kumo and his terrifying brother…

Billy “The Ghoul” Hindlegs.

I lost sight of the pursuit in the midst of this blue mist flower,

Conoclinium coelestinum

 

the puffs of gunshot smoke blending in with the fuzzy brown seed heads.

Feather grasses have had haircuts, beds mulched, large amounts of seaweed and fish emulsions administered. There is not much more to do in preparation for our annual three month tour of garden duty on Mars except perhaps to prepare a couple of emergency iced turbans and some breathing apparatus for when I do have to venture out.

(lots of prodding)…

Based on his rather parched expression,

(more prodding)… 

the recent thunderstorms and moisture came a little too late for this poor anole, yet another Pompeii Patch victim.

Don’t even think about it Bear.

Moving quickly along:

A break or two in the weather has been a most welcome reprieve this week.

The thunder storms greened up the hoja santa almost immediately. I would construct a small platform underneath these plants to hang out on,

but sadly by the time these plants reach this size, so do Texas mosquitoes.

These developing satsumas are also looking a lot less parched.

If it holds all of its fruit we will have a good crop in the fall.

I crave sushi when it is hot out, and this restaurant serves up some rather nontraditional fare. My waitress was very diligent, the only complaints I had was that the sake bottle and glass were filthy and I found the expression on my tako just a little too jovial.

On departing restaurants,

we always have the obligatory “got to find the spearmint” kerfuffle, (we all prefer them).

I always put on a despondent “I cannot believe they are doing this” look to the front of house staff, but secretly I am rooting for their quest to succeed.

Staying on a confectionery note…

Bubblegum Alley , a 70-foot long, 15-foot high landmark in San Luis Obispo, CA.

…Nice.

“Did he say Bubblegum Alley?”

Uninspirational image of the week:

This is a typical look for my steed at the end of an install.

I enjoy cleaning out pickup beds about as much as I do picking up leaves out of planting beds or trying to extract that tiny patch of Bermuda grass at the base of my barrel cactus.

What is your most horrific and miserable gardening chore?

Stay Tuned for:

“All Over the Map”

 

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You would not want to loose your footing and slip off this particular beanstalk.

It is also very high, (as beanstalks have a tendency to be after all).

The line down into the adjacent Buddha’s belly bamboo I assume is Naboo in origin. I theorize that the spike is currently being adopted as a high look out / communications tower with neighboring tribes across the street.

“Ach, thats mere like it ESP…Like ah’ teld ye last week…twice the length of a mun, nuthin’ mere nuthin’ less, a spear has tae be twice the leng…

Haud yer Whisht William!

To climb up this beanstalk takes not only nerves of steel (and a hankering for insects) but also toes that have specially adapted adhesive pads, or…

‘lamellae’

 

…snort.

Ghecko Foot: Photo by Matt Reinbold

This “super grip” on anoles and geckos is created in the form of an attraction between the molecules of the lamellae and the climbing surface. (Pushes glasses excitedly up on nose bridge)

Stealing the golden egg and circumnavigating down the sotol stalk still proved to be a bit of a struggle for this anole though..

…don’t swallow it, DON’T SWA…

Moving sketchily along…

I said, MOVING ALONG!

Meet my new/old work steed (it has a rather menacing growl)…which will marry nicely with the wayward look of a poorly tied iced-turban along with a parched expression at a stop-light come the summer.

My steed’s menacing growl is apparently much better than its gum-lined bite, especially when trying to gain traction in mud. This is what happened to me on a recent country rock procurement trip.

Note to self: Even a 4-wheel drive is no match for a bog.

Oh don’t you even start!

I ended up getting pulled out of here with a tractor!

The same trip would have been a complete disaster if this chap, lurking under one of the limestone boulders had been a little more awake. This was one very plump ‘striped bark’ scorpion, and that looked like one serious stinger.

Centruroides vittatus



This is the most commonly seen scorpion and the only one found throughout the entire state of Texas.

Scorpions are arachnids but are a little special in that they are viviparous – they give birth to live young (usually about 30 or so) instead of laying eggs. This one groggily disappeared down this crack, I am sure I will come across it again, but it is the rattlers that I am really looking and listening out for.

Oh yes, I almost forgot to mention,

my new/old steed came with some rather classy aftermarket accessories.

If you catch my drift, ahem.

I pruned those two mist flowers (to the right of the stock tank) only a few weeks ago, they are already waist-high again. Feather grasses are almost ready for their bi-annual hair teasing, time to get out the cape once again:  http://www.eastsidepatch.com/2010/05/knotty-dreads/

Hoja Santa is also on the rise, as are:

multiple stands of celosia, (there is no sticker, there is no sticker, there is n…aaargh!)

and verbena, which is currently popping up everywhere in my decomposed granite pathways…

…it is one of Lord Kumos favorite colored mattresses after he has had a few cocktails on the feather grasses.

This ‘always thirsty’ hydrangea, (yes I said hydrangea), is doing very well after the rains,

very interesting foliage and bloom structure.

I have mixed feelings about Duranta ‘shappire showers’, the blooms, yes…

but the aggressive foliage requires constant, (vitex equivalent) pruning to keep it in check.I am considering stopping pruning this one just to see how huge it will get.

Like the classic salmon fly that bears the same name and coloration,

Dusty Miller provides a great contrast of silver and gold when it is blooming.

Another more prolific bloomer is

Nierembergia hippomanica violacea

.

or if that proves hard to remember, cupflower  (named for the cupped form of the blooms.)

It blooms like this sporadically through the summer and prolifically after a drop of the wet stuff.

Finally:

Burgundy canna lily, gopher plant and whales tongue agave.

Stay Tuned for:

“Between a Rock and a Hardscape”

 

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intergalactic reproduction strictly prohibited, and
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Green Thumbs Up for Kids:

“In a world full of mesmerizing indoor toys like computers and video game consoles, it’s easy to lose sight of the bright sun and blue sky found in our own backyard… especially if you’re a kid! Inspired by this idea, these child-safe gardening tools were designed to help promote an active lifestyle, health-conscious attitude, and overall respect for nature. The parrot pruner, watermelon watering attachment, and snail shovel”:

Designer:  Chris Armstrong

 

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