Blueberries, Perhaps?

Blueberry 'Peach Sorbet'

One of the joys of a cold, snowy winter is looking through the garden catalogues that have arrived in the mail. I love looking at all the new varieties of flowers and shrubs and trees.  I like the idea of trying something new this year, and so I am thinking of growing a few containers of edible plants. I am kind of obsessed with this blueberry plant,  'BrazelBerries Peach Sorbet,' from White Flower Farm, which is a compact blueberry grown for southern climes (zones 5-10, I am in 6b) and can be grown as a small hedge or as a container plant. I especially like the foliage--apparently it starts out with a pinky-peach colored leaf in the spring which turn to dark green in the summer and then dark purple in the fall, and produces full sized fruit in the summer. I think it's worth a try. I loved having fresh picked blueberries when I visited my pal JoAnn in Vermont this summer, and would love to be able to have some of my own.  There's also a thornless raspberry, 'Raspberry Shortcake,' that is tempting me too...

Blueberry 'Peach Sorbet'

Blueberry 'Peach Sorbet'

Yummy Vermont blueberries

In This Season of Waiting

In This Season of Waiting, by Linda Pastan


Under certain conditions,
when the moon in the western sky
seems frozen there, for instance

even as the sun is rising in the east,
so that soon two sides of the coin
will be facing each other;

or when the snow
which is a stranger here
fills our trees with its cold flowers;

when the single
bluejay at the feeder
is so still

it could be enameled there,
then the earth becomes an emblem
for whatever we believe.

Sunday at Great Falls

Great Falls

Another snow day here today, and really, I just can't face getting all bundled up right now to go out and take pictures of yet another snowy garden. This is the winter that doesn't want to end, that's for sure. Everything is closed again, federal government, schools, libraries, yippee. Haven't seen any snowplows yet, so we won't be getting out for awhile. Yesterday, however, was pretty nice,  until later in the afternoon when a freezing rain began.  Walt and I went to Riverbend Park and walked along the Potomac River to Great Falls, about 1.5 miles each way.  There were lots of people (and dogs) out, people must have been getting in their exercise before the snow.

Potomac River

When we got to Great Falls, there was a bunch of kayakers on the Maryland side,  and we were entertained watching them all come down the Falls. Crazy.

Great Falls

Great Falls

Great Falls 

Sunny Morning

It's such a sunny morning, and my orchid looked so pretty with the sun streaming through, I couldn't resist picking up my camera.

21 Days Until Spring

Snowdrops, spring 2013

As I sit here on this cold morning with my cup of tea, for the second morning in a row it is snowing. Big, fluffy snowflakes.  But take heart, there's only 21 days until spring. Snowdrops, not snow, are coming. And crocuses, daffodils, tulips, forsythia...just think what is awaiting us under that snow.

Snow this morning

A Reason To Go To Paris

Musee du Quai Branly

I am fascinated by these vertical gardens in Paris that I have read about recently.  I think they are so gorgeous.  They were designed and planted by Patrick Blanc, a botanist and researcher, called the inventor of living walls.  He is best known for the living wall (le 'mur vegetal') he planted and designed on the Musee du Quai Branly in Paris, near the Eiffel Tower, and he has created living walls all over the world--London, Singapore, Hong Kong, Tokyo, Berlin, and many more.  He was inspired to create these vertical gardens by the plants that thrive on wet vertical rock surfaces without any soil, and he designed his own patented system to mimic this on the walls of urban buildings.

Musee du Quai Branly

His system consists of a metal frame that supports PVC plates,  on which are stapled two layers of a polyamide felt. These layers mimic cliff- growing mosses and support the roots of many plants, without any soil at all. A network of piping provides water and nutrients for the plants to grow.  The solution flows down the wall and excess water is collected in a gutter at the bottom of the wall,  which is recirculated into the network of pipes--a closed circuit.

Another installation (below) on a formerly drab corner in the 2nd arrondissement of Paris features 236 different kinds of plants, covering 2700 square feet of an 83-foot concrete wall. I love how it was planted in a wave pattern across the wall.

Rue d'Aboukir, Paris

The walls are planted with mosses, campanulas, geraniums, heucheras, ferns, ivies, sages, shrubs such as hydrangea, viburnums, and honeysuckles, grasses, and even small trees at the top, all  interspersed on a base of thick mosses and liverworts. He starts out with smaller plants at the bottom and moves up the wall using larger plants.

And another living wall is at the Pershing Hotel in Paris, formerly the building of the American Legion in Paris. Love this. There's even a pharmacy in Paris with a living wall of medicinal plants. All good reasons to visit Paris. Closer to home, there are Patrick Blanc-designed living walls in Miami, New York's Botanical Garden, and Charlotte, NC. Time for a road trip!

Pershing Hotel (all images via Pinterest)

Vintage Seed Stamps

Where have I been? I picked up these vintage seed packets stamps at the post office last week and I just might have to write a letter. What?

We Are Water

I am a big fan of Wally Lamb's first two novels (She's Come Undone and I Know This Much Is True)  and I wanted to like this book.  We Are Water is a very complex and multi-layered story about the break-up of a family. After moving to New York City to pursue her disturbing yet successful and very lucrative art work,  Annie Oh divorces her husband of 27 years and intends to marry her wealthy Manhattan art dealer (a woman).  The book takes place in the months before their upcoming marriage, and  explores the reactions of her ex- husband Orion and their three adult children. There are lots of back stories, of course, lots of secrets,  reasons why she married, why she falls in love with a woman. There is almost too much going on in the story. And I didn't feel the same connection with the characters that I did in his earlier books, they didn't seem as well developed or likable.  The ex-husband is a university psychologist, yet he misses all the signs of problems and dysfunction in his own family.  There are some disturbing scenes, too, that I thought were over the top. Over drama.  Each chapter is told from a different character's perspective, and the story goes back and forth from the past to the present.  It's a long book, a lot to take in. It's readable, but not in the same league as his earlier novels.

Winter Garden

"Most people, early in November, take last looks at their gardens, are then prepared to ignore them until the spring. I am quite sure that a garden doesn't like to be ignored like this. It doesn't like to be covered up in dust sheets, as though it were an old room which you had shut up during the winter. Especially since a garden knows how gay and delightful it can be, even in the dry frozen heart of the winter, if you only give it a chance."   ~ Beverley Nichols

Snow Day

We woke up yesterday morning to a winter wonderland of snow. We finally got our big snowstorm, closing down the schools,  federal government,  libraries, canceling flights. It was an icy snow, and the plows didn't come round our neighborhood until last night. People were outside all day, though, kids playing, people shoveling, using the snowblowers. We decided that dogs have the most fun in the snow--so fun to watch them running free and playing in the snow!  We had a real crowd in late afternoon, when a car got stuck in front of our house, and the whole neighborhood turned up to help. There was another few inches of snow in the evening, and today all is calm.

Shoveling Snow, by Kirsten Dierking

If day after day I was caught inside

this muffle and hush

I would notice how birches

move with a lovely hum of spirit,

how falling snow is a privacy

warm as the space for sleeping,

how radiant snow is a dream

like leaving behind the body

and rising into that luminous place

where sometimes you meet

the people you've lost. How

silver branches scrawl their names

in tangled script against the white.

How the curves and cheekbones

of all my loved ones appear

in the polished marble of drifts.

Think Spring!

 It's so cold here today and surprise, surprise, we may get some more snow tomorrow.  I do wish we'd get one more good snowstorm, with enough snow to really enjoy it. I have been keeping busy inside these days, looking through old garden magazines for new ideas, painting the trim all around my house (a never-ending job), and the biggest job of all, trying to organize my photos-- moving last year's photos to an external hard drive and generally organizing my photographic life. It's not easy! But as I was looking through last year's photos, I was struck by the beauty of this yellow rose. I love that tight center. Love that creamy color.  I know spring will come, but today let's look at some pretty creamy white fleurs. And then tomorrow, we'll think about snow.

Books On My Nightstand

TransAtlantic, by Colum McCann.  A novel about crossings: of the Atlantic, of national borders, and emotional boundaries. Recommended by a friend.

Under the Wide and Starry Sky, by Nancy Horan.  I loved Horan's first book, Loving Frank, about the wife of Frank Lloyd Wright.  Her second book explores the life of Fanny Van de Grift Osbourne, the wife of Robert Louis Stevenson. Heard her on NPR and I was hooked.

The Lowland, by Jhumpa Lahiri. Looking forward to another great novel by Lahiri.

We Are Water, by Wally Lamb. I loved his first two novels back in the day--She's Come Undone, and I Know This Much is True. Am reading this one now.

Still Life, by Louise Penny. The first in the series that introduces Inspector Armand Gamache from Quebec. I have heard good things about this series and I want to read them!

The Language of Flowers, by Vanessa Diffenbaugh. My brother send me this book because he thought I would like it. About flowers? And I haven't read it?

Second Bloom for Amaryllis

So the first bloom of my new amaryllis 'Tres Chic' was pretty great. It bloomed for a few weeks right after Christmas,  and then I cut that stem down. This is a second stem which was just starting to show when I cut the first stem down,  and it is now blooming, with eight flowers! I think there were seven blooms on the first stem, so 15 flowers for one bulb is amazing. All that energy stored up inside one bulb!  This amaryllis is definitely a winner, as it has been pretty spectacular this year.

And this is my old amaryllis,  'Apple Blossom,' which I have had for several years and I have always been able to make it rebloom. So far all I have are leaves this year. We'll see.  It looks healthy, so I'm not giving up.

And over the weekend I planted the last of my paperwhites...they'll be blooming in a week or so. It's so nice to have some cheerful flowers for these wintery days.