It has been a long time since I have given much thought to the mechanics of how we “organize",” or keep track of, the garden here at Juniper Hill so I thought I would do a quick walk through for folks who might want to adopt a system similar to ours.Read More
It’s been cut, it’s been forced, it’s flowering…might as well get artsy with it. I shot this vase of forced Forsythia through a grey background using just the ambient light from a side window which allowed me to expose the window behind the background. Then, to give the background a brushed metallic look to complement the stool, in Photoshop I added a layer of Adobe Paper Texture Pro just over the grey background, masking out the flowers, vase and stool.
This Angelica gigas has given up its purple summer color but is still beautiful. Many umbellifers, like Angelica, continue to provide interest in the garden if left standing through the autumn and into winter.
It’s the season for native Goldenrod to bloom (Solidago) and it sure does beautify the edge of this trail leading up Crotched Mountain in Greenfield, New Hampshire. So many allergy sufferers blame their symptoms on Goldenrod when, in fact, the real culprit is Ragweed (Ambrosia sp.) which blooms at about the same time.
Rhus typhina, our native Staghorn Sumac simply loves the edges of pastures. To say it is a volunteer under these conditions is an understatement. It leads the charge. I remember when we first moved to the farm, I spent a great part of the first year clearing very large Staghorn Sumacs that had suckered and were marching toward the center of the pasture from every edge. The beauty of the plant, however, has not been lost on breeders who have developed a number of cultivars for the garden including the show stopping Rhus Typhina ‘Tiger Eyes’ (below).
Allium ‘Purple Sensation’ pokes its head up through the hostas.
I can remember the first time I ever saw a "Cobweb Houseleek." I was certain that a spider had been busy at work during the night, constructing its web across the surface of the plant.Read More
I am always amazed at the rapid transition from winter to spring here in New England. One day you’re sitting by the wood stove cloaked in a heavy sweater and the next day the lawn needs mowing. When the buds on the trees begin to burst and the earliest of the spring flowers begin to bloom, there’s no holding them back. I grabbed my camera and took a little stroll around the garden this past weekend, the first one in May, to see what was happening.Read More