A Little Western Flair

I used to live out West. One of my favorite things to gaze at while walking the streets of San Francisco was the beautiful bouganvillea. This warm weather climber graced the walls of many dwellings. The bold fuschias, purples and reds of the flowers fixed any blues my brain cooked up.

I haven't lived in California for years, and I miss this bright-hued baby. So I brought a little of the left coast to my house in CT. While I can't have it climb my walls all year, I can train it up a potted trellis and bring it inside for the winter months. The blooms stay dormant for most of the plant's indoor confinement. But, when warm weather returns to CT, my bougainvillea bursts with blooms and reminds me of my nightly strolls in the city of victorian painted ladies. Is it possible to feel a little home sick when you're at home?

For the Love of Leaves

Garden writers and designers have claimed for years that you can design a beautiful garden considering only the foliage of a plant and ignore the blooms. Shade plants work particularly well as foliage features.

I haven't had a shady area to plant in years. My last house had all sun all the time. Now I have just a small patch of shade by my kitchen door. I decided to plant a garden in this small space that didn't need deadheading so it would always be welcoming and never seem shabby.

I combined the lime green of Hosta 'Sum and Substance', and the blues of Hosta 'Blue Angel' for large leaves at the back. The small leaves of Huecherra 'Lime Rickey' (Coral Bell) fill in the front nicely and echo the light green in the back. Also in front is an unknown maroon and green Coral Bell that I grabbed from my mom's garden that ties in the Euphorbia at center. The top drama queen is the annual I added this year called Persian Shield. The irridescent purple and green leaves contrast perfectly with the Hosta Sum and Substance (see top picture.) This purple pleasure likes to stay fairly moist (I have it near, but not under, the gutter spout) and can join your house plants inside for the winter.

I will have to split these plants every couple years to contain them in the space. But that is not a negative for me. It means I can share them with my friends and family if they like this combination.

It's A Family Affair

Vegetable gardens are fashionable again. Seed sales soared this year. Communal gardens have come back. An abundance of articles on vegetable gardening is available this year. You can read about every aspect of this re-emergent trend from Oprah's beginner advice "From Seeds to Edible Greens: 4 Easy Vegetable Garden Rules" http://www.oprah.com/article/omagazine/200906-omag-vegetable-garden/2 to the Wall Street Journal's grocery bill financial analysis "How much green can growing a vegetable garden save you?" http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123983924976823051.html.


The growth of our own garden, beyond tomatoes and basil, began when my sister-in-law had the idea of planting a family vegetable garden 2 years ago. She got the idea from reading the book Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver http://www.animalvegetablemiracle.com/. Since we have four family households in our small connecticut town, it was easy to pick a plot and all dive-in. Each family member, from age 8 to 74, does their part. We grow plenty of crops for all of us as well as some friends. In fact, we ended up begging people to take our Zucchini donations last year. One can only eat so much Zucchini.

We all have different skills and work preferences. Not surprisingly, the younger kids like to dig, water and pick (and eventually throw) rocks. One brother runs the rototiller and mulches. The other brother builds wooden structures such as gates and tomato trellises. My husband built the fence that keeps out the wild life (particularly our "bull-in-a-china-shop" dogs.) Most of the ladies like to weed and pick. I like it all.

At first, the benefits of a shared garden may seem obvious: cheap, fresh food. However, after just one season, other positive effects showed themselves clearly. Vegetable gardening is multi-generational project. These seem few and far between lately. One almost 80 year-old man we know and his 9 year-old granddaughter look forward to growing big beefsteak tomatoes and frying peppers together each year. Another positive point is that the “mother nature-driven” schedule of gardening provides unplanned family time in an over-planned world. And finally, the benefit most befitting of this web site, is outdoor exercise. Digging, hoeing and weeding build strong muscles. Expending more calories harvesting the Swiss chard for dinner than is actually in the greens keeps weight down.

Even if you don’t have an abundance of family in the area, you can still create the same feel. Try a communal garden with friends. You’ll grow more than just green beans.

Fork a Fabulous Figure

CT’s wet spring this year was gloomy. My husband believes someone made a deal to swap climates with England. Hopefully we’ll see tomatoes before Halloween.

The excess rain, however maddening, had its benefits. I didn’t have to water, my investment in a new perennial bed yielded a 100% return … and I didn’t have to water.

A benefit I didn’t anticipate was building more muscle from the muck. The soggy soil in my vege plot was too wet to ‘till. Dry days didn’t arrive by planting time. Grumbling, I left the rototiller in the garage and fetched a pitch fork. My brother and I turned each row by hand for the cold weather crops. Our garden feeds four households so it was no small task. I’ll admit I was irritated. However, it really jump-started my “body by the yard” workout after a long winter. Turning over a garden by hand works a multitude of muscles. My resident expert Jane Petrin (see her credentials in the post “Wheelbarrow Schmeelbarrow” under June) says pitch forking works all the main muscle groups.

Numerous arm, shoulder, neck, leg and butt muscles participate making this one garden activity equal to a long iron-pumping routine at a gym. Just standing and turning the soil strengthens muscles important for good posture including Rhomboids, Trapezius and Latissimus Dorsi (back muscles.)

Driving the fork into the ground with your foot works your Glutes (my favorite), Quads, Hamstrings and the calve muscles Gastroc and Soleus. Push the fork alternating your left and right leg. Otherwise you’ll create lop-sided butt cheeks. Finding perfect fitting jeans is already hard enough for most of us even with a relatively balanced butt.

The act of squatting, lunging and twisting when you flip the dirt over works additional butt muscles and adds abdominal action. Using a wide stance and straight back strengthens and stretches the IT band and ankle muscles. This will protect your legs from injuries in all activities.

Since I'm in my 40s I was sore after all this forking. But boy was I stronger. Amazing how such an old fashioned activity can work as many muscles as a circuit on expensive, modern weight machines. As always, fork at your own risk.

Perennial Annuals

Until recently, I was more interested in perennials than annuals. I loved the idea that perennials came back year after year. I was sad to say goodbye to the pretty annuals each fall.

However, my mum showed me the best of both worlds. Despite living in CT, I keep many of my annuals going year after year. I now copy my mum and add winter cheer indoors through numerous pots of annuals. Each year I bring them inside and place them in a sunny window from fall frost to spring thaw.

While there is still time to buy annuals, consider purchasing some that will work well as house plants this the winter. Not all annuals make good roommates. Here are some I found that work well.

Coleus – Colorful leaves of any coleus cheer up any household with winter blahs. See photo below.
Mandevia – ah! Mandevia. My friend Dina introduced me to them a few years ago and I am hooked. Particularly to the ubiquitous ‘Alice du Pont’ variety. Things don’t have to be rare to be beautiful. They cost at least $20 each for a good sized one, so saving the $80 feels good.
Fushia – this year, mine bloomed on Christmas day for me. What a present!
Geranium – Sun shines through the rounded, ruffled leaves to shape up an indoor garden. See top photo.

Just make sure housepets don't snack on any of them.

A Sassy Perfect Pair

When the sun shines, there is nothing subtle about this accidental pairing. I moved the blue/purple Delphinium Summer Nights to the front of my new bed after realizing the tag was wrong. This plant would not grow to 5 feet but only 12 inches tall. The only seat left on the bus was next to my bright fuchsia spreading Petunias. But look! How Festive! Many gardeners prefer soft and subtle shades together. But as I age, I found that I enjoy some sass.

Wheelbarrow Schmeelbarrow

I own a wheelbarrow. I own a cart attachment to the lawn tractor. I use them. But, when I feel vigorous I just use a trug and build some bulk. Many trips to the weed discard or rock piles carrying a full bucket builds strong arm, leg, butt and back muscles. Walking to the piles provides aerobic activity. I call it "trugging."
















Most of us know to lift with your legs and keep your back straight. However, Jane Petrin, NASM Certified Personal Trainer and Corrective Exercise Specialist, has advice to work specific muscles when trugging. (Jane is my massage therapist. I use the money I save on a gym to get massages.)

"Grab the trug, bend at the knee and squat down with feet straight ahead. Just this action works the gluteus medius & minimus, quadriceps, TFL (tensor fascia latae), psoas major, and adductors." (Translation: butt & legs muscles.)

"Lift the trug with your legs by pushing off with your heels. Keep your shoulders back and square. Pull your arms at a 45° angle (see picture.) Just this motion works the gluteous maximus, erector spinae, transversospinalis, latissimus dorsi, quadratus lumborum, abdominals, rhomboids and trapiezius muscles." (Translation: butt, back, legs and stomach muscles.)

"You can swing the bucket from side to side as you walk, touching your forward-moving leg to really work off your gut. Never carry too much weight, always protect your back and stop if it doesn’t feel good."Always perform any “trugging” at your own risk. Jane provides personal training, corrective exercise and massage here in CT.

A Perfect Pair

I revealed in an April post Clipping for Cleavage that my chest is not well endowed. I can still attain a perfect pair, however, with plants. I will periodically post some of my favorite plant combinations under the title "A Perfect Pair."

I recently planted these two beauties in a new bed I am working on. I love the fuzzy gray leaves of Big Lambs Ears (Stachys byzantina Helen Von Stein) in front of the ethereal glow of Spirea Golden Sunrise™. This particular Lambs Ear doesn't bloom at all and the flowers of this newer Spirea are fine. But this foliage combination displays a three-season, full sun feast for the eyes that a gardener of any level can maintain.

New Organic Deer and Rabbit Repellent

This is the most effective form of control I have found to keep deer and rabbits from eating my tulips - and it's completely organic! Apparently guard dogs protect more than just the house and family. Just before I snapped this photo I called out "say bunny" to get them to smile. Just the thought of a rabbit produced drool instead.

Photo Sesson Out Takes
Dog on Left "You know, I think she'll give us bacon if we sit still here."
Dog on Right "Ugghh - your breath is awful - and get your tongue out of my ear!"

Off with Their Heads!

Drawing by John Tenniel from the book Alice in Wonderland
My first name is Alice. My name was made famous by Lewis Carroll’s book “Alice in Wonderland.” I’ve heard all the jokes. My middle name is Elizabeth. Since it is a multi-generation, ancestral name, I like to pretend it is the result of imperial lines in my family tree. These facts justify my delusion of royalty while I am alone in the garden. Combining Queen Elizabeth’s fiery personality and the Queen of Hearts famous edict “Off with her head!” I create my own little version of history. It’s my garden and I can pretend if I want to. The best game I play is while dead-heading spent blooms. As I sentence flowers to a headless demise, I yell (silently), “Off with her head!” This is an example of gardening as therapy. I displace aggression on flowers since they are socially acceptable victims. Trust me, try it.

In CT, it is time to behead Daffodils that have seen better days. Wrap your fingers underneath the faded flower and cradle its bulbous head in your hand. Place the axe (your thumb) on the top of the neck. (Many gardeners keep a long thumbnail specifically for this task.) Chop down violently or push slowly, depending on your sadistic tendencies. Only one whack is the merciful technique. Make sure to remove the entire head, not just the pretty blonde hair (petals.) This correct practice will ensure that all the energy from the sun will go down to the soul (the bulb) and create better and more blooms next time around.

This post may portray me as a violent person. In reality, I am a peace-loving, flower child who would never hurt anyone or exclude any group because of their beliefs, lifestyle or petal color.