Sunday, December 28, 2008

The Impatient Gardener

Even though it is barely winter, I can't wait for spring. I miss my garden and my hummingbirds, the flowers, and the expectation of re-birth. I like the winter and fall because my chores in the garden become minimal. But the spring, when I await the arrival of the hummers and the budding of the trees and perennials....well, you just can't compare that with anything I can think of. These empty pots represent the hope of spring. I dug up all of the roses that refused to bloom. I had already given them three chances. That's all you get in my yard. But I always give a verbal warning so nothing is a surprise to the roses. These pots will be homes for perennials in the spring...perennials that will be attractors to butterflies, caterpillars, and hummingbirds.
This rose is the survivor rose because it was blooming. It is a Knock-Out rose that blooms profusely, needs very little maintenance, and is generally a wonderful plant. I did not dig it up. It will be beautiful in the spring. All I did was to remove the whiskey barrel wooden pot (which had rotted) from around the plant and give it my good wishes.
This blue ball is the only real color in the garden at this time of year. It is the hope of the multi-colors of the spring garden. When that time comes, I will complain about the weeds and the need to water constantly. But for now, I dream about spring.

Friday, December 26, 2008

The Family Christmas Table



This is the Christmas table we set yesterday in preparation for our holiday meal. We had such fun cutting greens from the cedar tree out front and watching as the birds flew around waiting for us to leave their nesting spot. It was a wonderful day of great food and loving family. We loved eating our meal with the library as the backdrop.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

The Last Leaves

After four very early freezes (very early for north Florida), most of our hardwoods have shed nearly all their leaves. Although our oaks do lose leaves, they are bare for only the briefest of periods, and are still providing a green backdrop at this time. On this clear, sunny day I wanted to document the last leaves as they danced in the sunlight.  The purple plum above will hold its burgundy display the longest of all the hardwoods, and it looks quite full even though the ground is covered with the leaves it has already shed.

This display at the very top of our largest sycamore shows such a lovely variety of color this year. Normally the sycamores are bare here before the first frost. 
The same sycamore against the oaks by the road with the already brown dogwood in the foreground.
The garden got hit early, and is down for the count til spring. Only the rosemary remains green and robust. The river birch has only two or three golden leaves left, but this tree is beautiful in any season.

Our smallest sycamore is not to be forgotten with its last leaves standing at attention in the bright sunlight.  All of these trees pictured have been planted in the six years we have lived on this property.  These and many others we also planted are thriving and growing faster than we dared to hope.  There is room for a few more, so next year we may have more and different last leaves to photograph.


Sunday, December 7, 2008

The End Of A Great Day

Yesterday, after a very full day of cooking, baking, and wonderful conversation with LeeAnn, my evening ended with a cup of ginger tea in my favorite china teacup. We had a great day in the kitchen; Janet's grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch; a very close match of Bird-O-Poly; and all in all, a terrific day.

There are freeze warnings out for tonight and so Janet and I will spend part of today carrying our fragile plants into the garage to keep them safe. However, we do plan a foray to Michael's in search of a few crafting magazines that we can't seem to find anywhere else.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Christmas In Our Small Town


One of the things we love about the little town we live in is that it is a little town. And so each year, in small town fashion, employees of the local power company spend weeks stringing Christmas lights all around the Town Square.
We spent last Saturday evening on the square taking photographs and walking around enjoying the sights and sounds of the season.
If you look closely in the center of this picture, you can see a white, horse-drawn carriage that takes people for carriage rides around town during the holidays. One of the reasons we moved to Ocala was because of its small town flavor and we have not been disappointed. We love the slow pace and all of the other "little" things that make this town home.