Okay, I'm in my high fifties. Simple arithmetic tells me that the difference between my age and that of most of the interns and young gardeners is something like 35 years. Still, I've never been older than anyones parents though...until now. I imagine from now on it'll just be a matter of time until become a grandfather figure.
One of the things about Amanda is that she works tirelessly, ceaselessly, relentlessly almost. It's difficult to keep her in lists; she starts at the top and works through item after item. I keep looking nervously over my shoulder. I know she made a list for today. for the two of them to work from. It included such things as cutting back Epimediums and Caryopteris, raking storm debris from beds and trails, and any number of things I didn't even know about. I also know they finished it shortly after lunch. I never had any doubts.
One in Adelphi, Maryland, one in Wildwood, Florida, one at the US National Arboretum with a grandfatherly interest in many more around the DC area (unless noted, pictures are taken the day of post)
Monday, March 8, 2010
Shortia galacifolia....it's a good sign if a plant flushes out new growth in the spring after being transplanted the preceeding year
Joan's Shortias are putting up new leaves so it looks good for their future in Fern Valley. Hey I have no doubt we can transplant healthy container plants into the garden. Of course I'm an optimist but the situation definitely looks rosy.
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