"A Breath of Fresh Air"

I am hurting today.

I admit I am clinically diagnosed with a “must finish the project today” disorder, which for me, inevitably translates into…”must have a box of advil” later the same night syndrome. What can you do?

We are all wired differently, my impatience  just seems to have more of a propensity to hurt muscles more than other more leisurely approaches to work .

I have shoveled so much decomposed granite into my backyard over the past years,  that I now have a strange sense of deja vu every time I start hacking on the north face of a new delivery. My wheelbarrow (an old friend that I used to tease before it gave me a bloody shin) now lets out a disgruntled, audible “sigh” (language sensored for the purpose of this family blog) as soon as it hears the “Custom Stone” delivery truck pull up to my house. It is like it recognizes the sound of the bobcat engine, and immediately deflates it’s only tire in stubborn defiance!

Interestingly, I inevitably seem to get into these mad, shoveling endeavors in the heart of the Texas / Mars summer – but do I care, not at all.
Some things just can’t wait. I know, I know, you are saying “but he would be able to see the backbone and form of his yard better in the winter months when the structure of a garden can be better appreciated, blah blah”, I totally agree, but if I waited till then, I would have lost the creative spark and the immediate energy to scale Kilimanjaro’s north face…and both of these sensibilities for me are fleeting at best. I need to take advantage of both of them as, and when they arise…so I do, now where is that iced turban?
(see earlier post for the definition of an iced turban)


This area needed refinement and structure

This bed is in the way of the new pathway, it has to go. – I was never very fond of it anyway, always an awkward spot to walk around. I pulled up the over used Home Depot rocks and created a new wider path…
Gentlemen, we can rebuild the pathways. We have the technology. We can build it better than it was before, better, wider, curvier”.

I caught Steve early this morning running laps around the new paths.

Here it is with the figure eight bed removed, I feel better already.

Ahh, so much better


The new pathway, even without boulders to define the edges, creates a more balanced orderly scene.



And here it is with the moss boulders in place. Here is my new central bed with a lot of space for future planting! I had to get another ton and a half of boulders in addition to the ones I got delivered!

Here is the feeder pond, complete with face-lift.

Picture taken from up in the Post Oak

Looking down on the ornamental grasses and my “octopus” windchimes.


Okay, so I am even bored at this point of looking at pathways! enough is enough!  But before we leave all these pathway scenes, tell me you noticed the red-neck tape fix inside my red-neck pool…classy!

Other Oddities in the yard right now:

Is he making fun of us Charlie?

This hedgehog errr cone flower looks like it has been set on fire! I do not dead head, the birds like to munch on these.


Alice in Wonderland toadstools in my Canna container

Flowering Fennel in front of the Agave pups


Looking up through the Papyrus


Texture on a Banana leaf looks almost manufactured.

Golden Miscanthus seed head against silver Artemesia

“Hey, look over there, you get a really good view of the new pathways from up here!”

Stay Tuned for:

“A Garden in the Works”


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I really do!


Yabadabadoo! The rocks have arrived Wilma!

My delivery arrived earlier than scheduled, which was good because
I wanted to take full advantage of the cooler temperatures.



You load sixteen tons, and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
Saint Peter, don’t you call me, ’cause I can’t go;
I owe my soul to “Custom Stone”.

I actually got only a ton of my favorite variety, moss boulders. I have used this variety all over my yard, I find they blend in pretty well. I am eying a couple of massive ones to be the backbone of my front yard, no lifting these! I will save this endeavor for a cooler time of year.

The moss actually turns green and grows when it rains. Time to start shoveling…now, where is my iced turban! (see earlier post for explanation)
If I can’t plant something, then I shall dig!


Here are a couple of shots with the earth cleared, messing around with bed shapes and curvy pathways.

I deliberately didn’t scrape through the earth as I just know there are some latent Bermuda grass seeds, still lurking and sculking down there, hatching an evil revenge plan.



“A billion seedlings”


….and the rocks go in. Some of these were about as big as I could handle,still a few short, but it is a good start.

and then here we go with the decomposed granite

Metal always works well with the color of the granite, kind of farm-like, silos?

View looking back toward the house. The small round shrub in the distance is a Barbados Cherry. The fruits are considered beneficial to patients with liver ailments, diarrhea and dysentery, as well as those with coughs or colds. The juice may be gargled to relieve sore throat, although I have never tried it.

I
will post pics of the finished yellow brick road in my next entry (after I buy some paint). I am thinking that the flagstones I took out from the “transition area” will be better utilized up against the pond.


Other raging show-offs spotted:


When it comes to showing off, this red passion vine (Passiflora coccinea) is definately not shrinking violet.

In both color and form it is always a crowd pleaser. This plant has been really dependable for the last 4 years, it dies to the ground in winter then quickly hops back up with these amazing jewels.



In 1620 Catholic priests in Peru saw a religious symbolism to this plant. The name ‘passion flower’ is said to derive from a resemblance of the blue passion vine’s flower to the crown of thorns placed on Christ’s head. Others say that the parts of the plant symbolize features of Crucifixion, known as The Passion of Christ


I don’t think it could be more over the top.

I wonder if H.G. Wells had one of these in his garden?
– very “War of the Worlds” looking.


Passion vines are good at climbing using their tendrils to wrap around any support.

“And before we judge of them too harshly we must remember what ruthless and utter destruction our own species has wrought, not only upon animals, such as the vanished bison and the dodo, but upon its inferior races. The Tasmanians, in spite of their human likeness, were entirely swept out of existence in a war of extermination waged by European immigrants, in the space of fifty years. Are we such apostles of mercy as to complain if the Martians warred in the same spirit?”
H.G. Wells

Stay Tuned for:

“A Breath of Fresh Air”


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intergalactic reproduction strictly prohibited, and
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14th century planet Earth techniques.

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