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“A-ha-ha-ha…he’s gonna die, he’s way too high”

This is what a 22 inch disco ball looks like!

This one went in at the bottom of the Patch, up in my post oak.

Getting this sparkling beast hoisted up over a large oak bough involved planning, my daughter, and a few near-death experiences at the top of my stepladder.

This has to have been my closest brush with a ‘Darwin Award’ to date.

Not being particularly good with heights to begin with, wrestling with a very large, reflective ball, atop a ladder is ill-advised at the best of times. I kept getting fleeting glimpses of the terror on my face, reflected back at me a thousand times in the tiny reflective squares.

“You okay up there Dad?”

“Doin’ okay”

Attempting to hacksaw the hardened-steel chain to shorten it to the right length was a character building experience to say the least.

That brings the disco ball count to four – not finished yet!

At one point I actually considered using an angle grinder to cut the chain. My internal voice started the Bee Gees refrain:  “A-ha-ha-ha…he’s gonna die, gonna lose an eye…”

I decided against it.

Strung-up, it does look good at night- adding a whole other dimension to our firepit area.

Moving along.

Common Cattails (Typha latifolia) also know as bulrushes.

The final Cattails are offering their own unique light-show right now, especially with our recent winds stripping the seeds from the now over-ripe flowers. The seeds get to some staggering altitudes.

The large, cylindrical, brown spikes are the female flowers. Immediately above this protrudes a smaller, pointed spike of the male flowers.

This small stock tank has contained this stand of Cattails for years, ever since my kids were small.

I keep it moist and throw in some mosquito dunks after a good rain. As a marginal plant, Cattails like their feet to stay continuously wet.

Their roots spread by rhizomes, so keep them contained.

My kids have grown considerably since those early images, but they still can’t resist exploding the Cattails.

With the exception of my opuntia tree, the ‘Front of Patch’ has bounced back quite well after last years freeze. The palm responded well to the brutal ‘pruning’ the city gave it and has grown more vigorously up into the street cables.

This is what my opuntia tree looked like pre-freeze:

Over the course of the past year most of the limbs went into decline and broke off.

“MEDIC!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is now down to a single 10ft trunk, but I think this limb is going to make it!

“Don’t look at the shrunken-head sago palm, don’t look at the shrunken-head sago palm, don’t…”

These grasses put on a dramatic burgundy show this year.

I believe they are Pennisetum ‘Burgundy Giant’?

But I may be completely wrong.

Anyone?

The arching Boa seed heads have some great coloration.

Talking of seed heads…

https://www.eastsidepatch.com/2008/12/purple-harvest/

I used to harvest the seeds from these Celosia seed heads to spread it to other areas, but it does the best job if just left to its own devices. I started with one small bag of seed some 20 years ago from the Natural Gardener and it still pops up in unexpected places to this day.

I will leave you on a rather abstract note with this image of the Fairmont Hotel I snapped hanging out of my trusty steed the other day.

One of my favorite Austin buildings.

I had no idea there was a large pool area on top of the lower platform.

Stay Tuned For:

“Boot Leather Combos”

 

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“Cosmic Cacti”

Our third Bollywood installment also comes from Ram-Leela:

So much has happened since I last posted…

Cosmic solar eclipses, a hurricane, a trip to Canada,

Kosmik Kactus?

Wait, What…No?

“Aye, it’s no right at a’ ESPatch!”

This has gotten out of hand.

I find this obsession with tinkering and making cacti more colorful somewhat disturbing?

Why are they not picking on the succulents in the background?

Oh wait…

As if sticking in fake flowers was not enough, Kosmik Kactus have resorted to just blasting their poor plants with rather bright coloring…just to jazz up the apparently REALLY boring and natural GREEN color of the plant.

“Boldly going where no plant has gone before…”?

Borg Queen:  Cacti! We used to be exactly like them. Flawed. Weak. Organic…green. But we evolved to include the synthetic…fake little flowers, spray paint. Now we use both to attain perfection to sell in the box stores. Your goal should be the same as ours.

Okay that was a stretch, moving quickly along to a recent trip to Canada…

Yes the Levwolds were once again taking to the air, 

this time headed to Montreal for to compete in the North American Pipe Band Championships in Maxville with

The Silver Thistle Pipes and Drums.

At cruising altitude the window frost resembled Celestial cartography.

Coming in to land.

Time to unpack, hang up the kilt and have a quick ‘dab’ in our hotel room.

Of course I called it a ‘dub’ and got laughed at then reprimanded for apparently doing it completely wrong.

We were hoping to escape to some cooler temperatures in Montreal but unfortunately for us they were in a heatwave, of course they were.

It was hot, really hot and like Europe, not many places had A/C, fans, well, anything really.

I almost lost my mind in a store in China Town.

Hmm, okay?

Sweat was running down my nose, the air was completely still, a sweltering combination of Peking duck and raw sewage hung heavy in the air.

I felt some involuntary head movements coming on, a sure sign my tourist tolerance valve was rattling and about to blow.

Everywhere I looked was shelf after shelf of tourist tat, umbrellas that, we were told, could never blow inside out (naturally we bought 3), chopsticks, fans, jade elephants, you get the idea…I mopped my brow, eye twitching.

I finally cracked at the excruciating duration of time it was taking to pick out some Squishies and a wooden Samurai Sword.

This was an interesting find (well, for me) on a busy street in Old Montreal.

I will forever wonder if the celosia had been growing in there or if someone had dumped it in there?

He found lots of opportunities to cool down on our excursions.

historic district of old MontrealOne of our journeys took us to the historic district of old Montreal, to the Notre-Dame Basilica.

The church was built in the gothic revival style,

and is insanely ornate and colorful on the inside.

We passed a lot of street art installations.

This one strangely reminded me of when I used to try to protect my citrus trees from frost.

Ridiculous.

http://www.eastsidepatch.com/2010/01/carnival/

These rotating seats were an instant hit at the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts:

And then there was the food.

Some traditional,

some extravagant,

and some rather challenging, well, for some people.

Escargot kids!…Dig in!

Let’s take a closer look at that middle one.

The sheer distress.

Moving along…

We headed out of a now rather blustery and wet Montreal for the hour and a half drive to Maxville to compete with another 50 or so bands in the Glengarry Highland Games.

Here is our MSR (March, Strathspey and Reel) performance.

The rain and wind really picked up at the end of the closing ceremonies making surprisingly short work of the umbrella that could not be blown inside out by quickly blowing it inside out.

Time for one last trip, this time to the Montreal botanical Garden.

Exiting the metro we had a great view of the Olympic Park. an impressive structure that would not look out of place in a Star Wars movie.

It was massive!

An elevator runs up the spine.

Entrance to the Gardens.

Impressive sedum,

coneflowers,

lots and lots of coneflowers.

The grounds were extensive (about 190 acres of thematic gardens and greenhouses), you could spend days in here.

The grounds are also home to the Montreal Insectarium. 

So many specimens. 

But by far the strangest critter I encountered was this odd looking chap:

I mean,

really?

All the walking found us a little peckish…

It had a very progressive menu, but after the escargot adventure nobody seemed too keen.

Stay Tuned For:

“Gossiping Wheelbarrows”

 

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