This is what the most of the sunflowers in the garden look like right now. Beautiful bright yellow being explored be a swarm of big black happy bees. They are coming along nicely although not as huge as the ones that grew last year. If all goes well I should be able to get a couple a bags of seeds out of these, but there is a problem. The problem, besides me being able to take a properly focused photograph, is that something is eating or in some way destroying the freaking flowers. Where are they going? There is not a pile of flowers on the ground around these stems. At least seven sunflower plants look the same way. Right at where the flower would meet the stem it simply ends in a frayed mess. Are they all going to disappear? The only positive is that I think I could use these for make shift paint brushes for the kids to play with, but there gonna say "Hey Dad, where did the flowers go" and the best answer I got is maybe big foot at them. Nature would be great if it wasn't for all the bugs and animals and stuff.Friday, July 30, 2010
The Mystery of the Missing Sunflower
This is what the most of the sunflowers in the garden look like right now. Beautiful bright yellow being explored be a swarm of big black happy bees. They are coming along nicely although not as huge as the ones that grew last year. If all goes well I should be able to get a couple a bags of seeds out of these, but there is a problem. The problem, besides me being able to take a properly focused photograph, is that something is eating or in some way destroying the freaking flowers. Where are they going? There is not a pile of flowers on the ground around these stems. At least seven sunflower plants look the same way. Right at where the flower would meet the stem it simply ends in a frayed mess. Are they all going to disappear? The only positive is that I think I could use these for make shift paint brushes for the kids to play with, but there gonna say "Hey Dad, where did the flowers go" and the best answer I got is maybe big foot at them. Nature would be great if it wasn't for all the bugs and animals and stuff.Amy's Musings: Belleville Garden Walk
After grudgingly (kicking and screamingly) accepting the fact that blog posts are never going to write themselves, I decided the next best thing is to con unsuspecting real-life friends into writing some guest posts.
Today, Amy Bruhn (avid gardener, master gardener volunteer since 1996, and fellow cat fancier) takes us on a Garden Walk she attended on July 18 in Belleville, Michigan.Last Sunday, the Garden Faerie chose to go all the way to Chicago on a fancy-schmanzy Dearborn Garden Walk instead of driving to the local Dearborn (Michigan) and going on a garden walk with me. Shows me how I rate, eh? But no worries, I asked Tonja, the new president of the master gardener group I belong to and who I don’t know very well yet, if she’d like to go along with me and she said yes. And then the Garden Faerie said I could write a guest blog so she could see a little bit of what she missed. Let’s just say it was a lot different than the garden walk she went on.
The garden walk was in Belleville, a rural community that is the halfway point between my house in Dearborn and the Garden Faerie’s house in Ann Arbor. This was the fifth annual garden walk hosted by the Belleville Area District Library. The theme was “Country Gardens” and the five gardens on the walk were all very large. The smallest was just over one acre and the largest one was on ten acres. Fortunately they gave us a map and Tonja brought her husband’s GPS to help us navigate the back roads, many of which were dirt.
Since I didn’t know I would be doing this guest blog at the time, I didn’t take a lot of pictures and just enjoyed strolling through the gardens and relaxing in their beauty. But there were some things that called out to me and insisted that I take their picture, such as some of the antiques that were tucked into of the beds in the first garden.
I liked that they added a blue heron statue next to their pond. I wonder if it keeps the other blue herons away? We have a blue heron here in the suburbs who preys on all of my friends’ ponds, so maybe they should try a blue heron scarecrow.
Whenever I go on a garden walk I see plants that I know I should know the names of, or that I once knew but have forgotten. And I often take pictures so I can show them to the Garden Faerie and have her ID them for me. But I never do. (GF: Which saves a lot of time in me needing to admit I don't know them!) But this time, since I’m writing a guest blog, I can sneak those pictures right into the blog!
What's pink or green or silver all over?
About a month ago my friend Amy and I checked out Fabulous Flamingos: A Whimsical Garden Display at Matthaei Botanical Gardens. As you probably recall, I'm crazy about pink flamingos (or maybe just crazy), so this was a delight to see. (For proof, here's Pinky, one of my own flamingos.)
♫ One of these things is not like the others... Does provide a kind of shared context for the dragons, though!I hope none of you have suffered stress-related injuries from the shock of my recent frequent updates!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
making a new chicken feeder
Not much going on around the farm these days except the unbearable heat. In a few weeks I may try to get some goats, but for now it's just us and the chickens. They should be getting ready to start laying, but lately they have been knocking over their food or standing on the feeder. Luci had a great idea for some new feeders and despite the heat I managed to hang around outside long enough to get these made.
I took some 4" PVC that Luci had picked up at the hardware store and cut out one quarter down the length of the pipe. A couple screws hold the caps on each end and now the chickens have a new feeder that should keep out the rain. The chickens are much happier now that the feeder is long enough for them to all get to it at the same time. We just noticed a few days ago that we had a rooster in one bunch of hens. Still deciding what to do about this guy. We don't want fertilized eggs, but it is tempting to just let things go and see if they make some chicks on their own.
Dearborn Garden Walk
Last Sunday I attended the Dearborn Garden Walk in the Gold Coast region of Chicago. It's a lovely neighborhood with gorgeous brick and stone homes; a quiet enclave of calm civility tucked inside the otherwise bustling shiny steely big city. It seemed so much like another world, I hoped I wouldn't need my passport. It was a scorcher day, so hot and steamy I worried I might be cited as a public nuisance for sweating too profusely. In the end, I think it was my uncharacteristically dressy blouse and Liz Claiborne necklace and shiny bracelet that saved me from embarrassing myself.I wonder how hard it would be for you to guess my favorite photo? I'd be tickled if you tried. Big hints: It's not the glass bowls or the orange bouquet! I'll dig around and see what I can send the winner! Don't hold back now!


