Ruellia Bouquet

Nothing like a cluster of blossoms to cheer one up.

Ruellia blossoms are so chubby and cute and crinkly, and purple. And they are darker purple in the center.
From behind, the light shows us all the little veins and creases. The delight is in the detail.

Out of the depths of the drought...

When I first returned from Canada, I was distressed to see that parts of the garden looked like the deep mid-winter in July, Texas style. Our baby pecan tree had dropped its leaves onto the burnt grass, and so had the poor little fig tree.

But, these plants are INTREPID, and after some babying and A LOT of water for their parched little roots, they are gamely putting out new foliage. You Go little trees!!
See? Isn't that festive?
Happy days are here again.

Cavorting Cacti

I was out in the garden today, and I saw that the cacti are involved in a very elegant dance together.

I saw the prickly pear leaning in to ask the young tree cholla cactus if he could have the next dance. See how he asks with such a debonair nod in her direction.
I can understand the Prickly Pear's interest because most certainly the tree cholla was looking very willowy and beautiful. When I gaze at her, I want to join in the dance too. She is also very clever, because her original stem leaned quite dramatically to the left, so to compensate she has put out all her new growth to the right. Isn't she gracious? However, gallant as is his request, her reply to the Prickly Pear is a polite decline today. She is already engaged in the current dance with the Bamboo Muhli.The Bamboo Muhli grasps her spiny arms with the most delicate, green, lacy fronds. Of course Cholla said yes to the Muhli!
Prickly Pear is a good sport and bides his time. "I'll just do my impersonation of an elephant while I wait," he says.

The dance in the miniature zen garden is nothing if not charming and refined. As I walked and watched, I realized that just as with people, plants have very different ideas about what type of dance they prefer:
Umm. All I can say about this dance is it must be a Rave. Hey! Who's in charge here!!

One of the Plagues of Egypt??

I think one of the ten plagues of Egypt was drought, or if it wasn't it should have been. Well, actually, come to think of it, drought was probably just normal weather. HOWEVER, I DO know that there was a plague of locusts, and when I saw this GIANT, and I do mean giant, grasshopper on our patio (3 1/2 inches long)(with wings), I was sure we were seeing something of biblical portent.... dun, dun, dun, dun.....

watch out ya'll. (Enlarge for the full, horrific effect!)

There's Something Green and Living in the Garden. Yeah!!

What are ya'll complaining about?

There I was all worried because of the drought talk, but I see that my weeds are doing just fine thank you!

What're the rest of you doing wrong?

And To Think that I saw it on Delaware Street.

I went for a walk up Delaware Street, a zone that seeks calm, but that's not what I meet....

I looked at each home, and at each little yard and saw more that was wild than was calm to my eyes...
A riot of thistles filled this home's front yard,
and a shadowy arch was enticingly private
I think Seuss himself imagined these balls, so round and so blue, so spiky and tall.
The ginko was fine, all ruffled and green,
the Japanese maple glowed red in the sky,
Then the riot of colour spread to some houses, a cheerful red door for a sweet yellow porch,
And speaking of yellow, well yellow is yellow is yellow is gold. This squash blossom truly was fine to behold.
I continued my walk and saw cone roofs galore, here five in a row like blue and brown hats
Even the Taj Mahal found its place on this street, with its own little riot of blue morning glory, all twisty and tangled, and climbing up skyward.

At each stop on my walk, I was happy to see, that calm was for cars, and the rest was let be.

This turned out to be good, because guarding the house was a ferocious black dog the size of a mouse. He was ever alert, and so kept the place safe. Not too much calm can spoil this place.