Showing posts with label marsh marigolds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marsh marigolds. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 03, 2011

Spring sunshine

We may be headed into some grey, wet weather over the next few days, but this past weekend was the perfect New England spring: sunny, cool, and breezy.


The weather was great for those necessary but not very interesting tasks: cutting down old growth, weeding, spreading compost, and edging beds.  The most intellectually challenging--and emotionally difficult--task is tidying up perennials.  It's hard to dig up (and even discard) those plants that have wandered outside of where they belong. Teasing wayward daisies out of clumps of lady's mantle, rooting lilies of the valley up from the lawn, re-bedding larkspur that had seeded in all corners of the yard and always, trying to contain this boisterous mass of marsh marigolds . . . but it will be well worth the hard heartedness come summer.  In the meantime, these yellow jolts of happiness definitely spread their own spring sunshine.


Monday, August 10, 2009

The Caltha palustris conclusion

I was so excited back in April when these neon yellow marsh marigolds (Caltha palustris) heralded the arrival of spring . . .



. . . and in June, I was so intrigued by their super-cool star-shaped seed heads . . . .



. . . that I failed to realize that August would be spent pulling out hundreds of volunteers. The raingarden is blanketed.



While weeding, I spied this fine green fellow resting on a bed of seedlings under a flag iris bower. I left his boudoir undisturbed.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Raingarden in action

Showers over the past few days have put the raingarden through its paces. The verdict? It works. At this early stage, it may not look like much--a little trench of muck holding rather ungraceful lines of irises, marsh marigolds Caltha palustris, mallows, and a scattering of black-eyed Susans Rudbeckia fulgida var. sullivantii "Goldsturm"--but there is greenery, growth, and even a few flowers.



These Siberian irises "Butter and Sugar" are lighting up one end. They were the more plebian but who-cares-because-they're-blooming substitution for the exotic but oh-so-unavailable-from-any-nursery "Aichi no Kagayaki" cross of Iris pseudacorus x Iris ensata that I had planned on planting.



Another eco-system joins the little patches of meadow and woodland in my backyard.