This isn't our garden, but boy, do I wish it was! Dame's Rocket is blooming wild along the roadsides everywhere right now. This gorgeous patch is about a mile from where we live. About three years ago, we dug some up and tried to transplant it into our garden, but so far we haven't seen any signs that it "took"...even though it's considered invasive, and is listed as a noxious weed by the U.S. Department of Agriculture. It has to be the prettiest "weed" I've ever encountered! Why couldn't dandelions look like this?
Dame's Rocket
The View from My Kitchen Window
This is the view from my kitchen window this morning, May 15. Notice Biscuit lounging beneath the willow bush. The kitties are very happy cats these days.
The Garden at Dusk
Mid-May and the garden is really starting to take off. Columbine blooming on all the hills, fat buds on the roses and the flowers in pots starting to tumble over the sides. With the gorgeous weather we've had these middle-of-May days, it really does feel like a little piece of heaven on earth!
Bleeding Hearts are back!
I was so happy to see these bleeding hearts in bloom today! This was a plant we put in early last summer, but it quickly died back and we thought it was a goner. So it was a pleasant surprise to see it blooming again by this boulder on Rock Garden Hill, right where we put it.
The columbine has started to bloom, too, and is especially pretty this year.
Another piece of history in our garden
There's a lot of family history in our garden, starting with the limestone rocks from Grandpa's pastures in Ellsworth County. Now, my husband's Uncle Bob has given us another piece of history in this baluster from the bridge that spanned the Smoky Hill River in the small town of Ellsworth where Ken grew up. The baluster already had the perfect patina, so we didn't need to paint or restore it in any way. It makes a perfect stand for this heavy dish of succulents we planted. Thanks, Uncle Bob!
A gift of purple kale
At the nursery the other night, inspired by their stunning displays of purple kale, I bought two pots of this gorgeous cool season plant and was raving about it to the owner. As we headed to the car with our bounty, the young girl who'd waited on us came running, her arms overflowing with pots. At first I thought we'd forgotten something, but instead she thrust three more pots of kale at us and said, "These are free, compliments of the boss." Wow! That made my day! And doesn't it look great in the garden cart my dad built as a housewarming gift? I'll probably need to move it to a shadier spot later in the summer, but for now, it makes such a pretty filler for the cart. Thanks, Andy!
Spring has sprung!
April 22, and we bought the last of our flowers today. Last year at this time they were in and well established by now. We spent a beautiful afternoon and evening getting everything potted, then enjoyed dinner out on the deck surveying the fruits of our labors.
Now in our fourth garden season at this house, we're finding that almost every plant we've bought this spring was for a pot. We pretty much have all the trees and bushes and perennials we want in place and now we just need to "maintain" and perhaps move a few things to different spots, either because they've outgrown the place we first planted them, or they aren't doing as well as we hoped in their original spot.
The dirt on spring in Kansas
April 19 and FINALLY we get to plant some flowers! After a very long winter, almost overnight it is spring in Kansas. We hit several flat sales this weekend and came home to dig into the fun part - putting stuff in pots! Stay tuned for photos of our works in progress. . .
Prairie fire! But no need for alarm. . .
For the past several years, they've burned off the prairie meadow across the street from us. It's a controlled burn, but awe-inspiring just the same. Listening to the fire crackle and watching the smoke roll over the houses in our neighborhood, I can't help but think how frightening a prairie fire must have been a hundred years ago. But even more awe-inspiring is how beautiful everything is once the plants start pushing back through the charred earth.
On another note, we drove about fifteen miles to the south this evening and the pear trees were almost in full bloom there, so I'm guessing I'll be able to share pictures of our trees in bloom in a day or two.
First blooms!
It's April 4, and the very first blooms of spring have appeared, almost overnight. The forsythia adds a burst of yellow to the front yard. And on the porch, bright pansies turn their faces to the sun while purple kale looks on. Okay, this is cheating a bit because the pansies and kale are leftovers from our autumn pots. Apparently the front porch offered enough protection from wind and snow that they not only survived the winter, but thrived. And now they're giving us a lovely spring fashion show!
They say it's a late spring this year, and I found this photo, taken March 26 of last year, to prove it. Of course, on April 6 last year, we got 4 inches of snow, which ruined the spring blossoms you see below and set us back in the garden by a few weeks. So I think a late spring isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Clean-up time . . . no foolin'!
Over the past week, we've been cutting back the grasses, cleaning out the flowerbeds, and burning off the stubble from last year's prairie grasses. It's a very efficient way to clean up the garden (provided we don't burn down the fence or the house! We've learned to keep a garden hose close by and turned on.) It's been rewarding to clear out all the yard debris and see some of the plants springing to life. The yarrow and columbine have a good start on the spring and the sedums are already beautiful. They never really died out over the winter, but now that we've raked and thinned them out a bit, they're really taking off, and provide a nice spot of color on rock garden hill.
Green grass and a new prairie view
Spring has finally arrived in Kansas and we have the green grass to prove it. We also got a new view off our front porch when a neighbor across the street cut down a big old cottonwood tree and cleared a nice view through to the prairie meadow east of us. It's surprising how much more of a country view we now have with that one tree gone!
Second Day of Spring in Kansas
And the grass is turning green! It was absolutely beautiful weather and our teenage daughter took advantage and celebrated spring break by having some friends over for outdoor games and snacks. They're making S'mores over the fire pit as I write this (note the kitty atop the arbor!) but above was the scene earlier this afternoon. We're eager for something to BLOOM, but trying to be content with the kind of weather that will eventually make those blooms happen.
Hopefully, the last time...
...I'll post snow pictures this winter! This was the scene February 23. It was a gorgeous snow, but enough already! (And now, two days later, the snow is gone.) 
Cat tracks and long shadows
It's the sixth of February and we had a few more inches of snow last night. Winter has seemed to go on forever this year, but the sun is bright today and the kitties are enjoying a romp in the sunshine. We just keep telling ourselves that all this snow is going to make for a beautiful spring.
A Rose in Winter
This rose standard usually sits at the bottom of our front porch stairs, but during the last two winters, we've moved the standard into the garage before the first freeze. It surprised us by putting on several tiny pink rose buds, and a few days ago one of them unfurled. It's a treat every time I go out to get in the car, to see that little rose blooming its heart out in the middle of a Kansas January!
Our "three cats in the yard" have decided that life is hard in the yard, and they've taken up permanent residence in the garage and made themselves quite at home there. Tonight our teenage daughter brought each one into the house in turn for a little special attention (and a few licks of vanilla pudding from a spoon.)
While we wait. . .
It's snowing and blowing again on this mid-January day. So while we wait for spring, I thought I'd post some favorite shots from our garden this past summer. Happy spring dreaming.
The Prairie is My Garden
This 1950 painting by South Dakota artist Harvey Dunn illustrates the philosophy of our garden beautifully. We're looking forward to seeing the prairie come back to life a couple of months from now.
The meltdown...
It's a sparkly winter wonderland in the meadow across the street from our house on this mid-December day. Beautiful!
Ice, ice, and more ice
Thanks to the ongoing ice storm, we spent most of the day without power. I'm so grateful for a gas fireplace, hot water heater and land line phones. Thanks to those blessings, we spent a rather pleasant day playing games and reading by the fire. It might be rather nice if the power went out for several hours each day. The ice has a beauty all its own (though I'm sure those who are working to try to restore power don't see it that way!)
The red twig dogwood is just stunning encased in ice!
The lawn furniture is wearing a tablecloth of icicles.
Our dinner bell won't be ringing till the sun comes out. The birds' "café" is closed for the winter and the wind chimes have been silenced under a shroud of ice.
December morning views from our windows
Freezing rain, ice and snow flurries here in Kansas this December morning. Church was canceled and we're hunkering down by a cozy fire. Too cold to go out and take pictures, but here are the views from our windows this morning.
First snow!
One month before Christmas and we got our first snow of the year. Beautiful, but like most first snows, it promises to melt quickly. We moved the pansies up on the front porch and they have thrived through three nights of twenty degrees or below temperatures. You've got to admire their pluck!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
We want to wish a very blessed Thanksgiving to all our family and friends. Our kitchen smells of cinnamon and ginger and cloves this morning. Pumpkin pies are cooling on the counter and there's a Blackberry Delight in the fridge. Now if I can just keep Ken out of the food until we get it "over the river and through the woods to Grandmother's house." Happy Thanksgiving!
Still in bloom. . .November 19!
My husband took a walk through the garden last night and came back to report that there were still seven different flowers blooming in the garden. So this morning, November 19, I took my camera and recorded them. I even found a bonus - a very late (or very early?) Bachelor Button hiding among the grasses (above).
So here's our late November tour of the garden...probably the last blooms you'll see here until spring since the forecast calls for low temps in the 20s later this week.
[You may have to click on some of these to see the blossoms, but they're there!]
Right, a variety of Verbena (I forget it's name right now) mingling with the Sedum.
Winterperry Blue Veronica Speedwell has tiny, pretty little lavender flowers.
The False Sunflowers just don't quit! I much prefer them to the Black-eyed Susans, too.
Alyssum. This little patch bloomed all summer. I think these seeds must have been in some of the extra packets we threw in the wildflower mix.
Fleabane, just barely still in bloom, but there are enough little flowers to make it count.
The Carefree Delight Roses have bloomed almost continuously from spring until now.
"Volunteer" Dahlberg Daisies are still going strong in the pavers on the patio.
And we didn't count the five or six pots that still have a few blooms left. What an incredible autumn it's been!
Planting a Secret Garden
We started our own little "secret garden" this fall, making a border along the side of the garden shed with the leftover rocks from Grandpa's pasture, and planting the sprigs of English ivy from the summer flowerpots amongst the rocks. We'd love for ivy to eventually cover the side of the shed...maybe even train it into an arch over the stone walkway in this narrow alley between shed and house. In the spring we'll look for some shade-loving plants to add to our secret garden. We also moved the Moonlight Broom to the corner of the shed. It was in danger of being gobbled up by the Blue Dune monster.
Our "three cats in the yard" love it when we are outside at work on a project. They follow us from garage to yard to shed to porch like so many shadows. Here, Sundae, the one kitten we kept (of the nine!), helps Ken water in the rocks, and explores Rock Hill Garden, where the sedums are still thriving in spite of several frosty nights. We installed a pet door in the garage so the cats can come and go as they please this winter. Wish we'd thought of that two years ago!
Veterans' Day 2007
Today we honor our veterans and thank them for their service and their sacrifice for our country. And what a beautiful day it was. Bittersweet, because autumn can't possibly last much longer, but breathtakingly beautiful in its last days. This is the view across the street. If you look between houses, you can see the prairie meadow across the way.
Pumpkins, pansies, petunias and purple kale
After two nights of freezing temps and a sunny November afternoon spent putting the garden to bed for the winter, things were looking rather dreary around here. A quick trip to Stone Creek Nursery this morning changed that: nothing like pumpkins and pansies and petunias and purple kale to cheer things up. (And everything was on sale this late in the season!) I know I'll have to bid adieu to all the flowers soon, but I'm determined to make the summer color last as long as it can.
Bringing the garden inside for the winter
The first of November, and we had our first freeze last night. I spent yesterday bringing in the pots I want to try to baby through the winter. It looks bare and drab outside, but oh, what a colorful garden we have in the corner of our kitchen. The coleus look like they were cultivated specially to go with my decor. One nice thing about that first freeze: it gives us a great excuse to light the first cozy fire of the season.
The Autumn Garden
A stroll through our garden during the final days of October. The prairie grasses are turning golden brown and the red-twig dogwood is displaying the reason for its name. Sundae, the kitten we kept, thinks the colorful sedum is a playground to romp through and the robins are bathing for their trip south.
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