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The White On The Way

White_Trillium_Trillium_grandiflorum_Flower_2613pxHas the thought of spring crossed my mind yet?  Oh yes.  The fierce cold, the heavy snow and the ice of the past 3 weeks has made it easy to daydream about spring. Better than 30 years ago I was able one October to buy five acres of rolling land (burdened with an utterly dysfunctional house) blessed with a substantial stand of trillium grandiflorum – the native Michigan trillium.  I was not expecting them, but in late April, there they were.  I was enchanted.  The three lobed flowers are almost as large as the leaves-showy. The trillium blooming provoked an interest in Michigan wildflowers.

Double_SanguinariaOver a period of years, I added lots of other wild flowers to that spot. I would guess it was 2500 square feet or so, dominated by a few old ash and locust trees.  The ground had not be disturbed for many years, or had any of the leaves been removed.  But for the tree roots, one could dig in this compost based soil with 2 fingers. The double bloodroot pictures above from Wikimedia never made large colonies, but what I had was persistent.  The main trick was to check the plants as often as possible once they come in to bud.  Any warm weather or wind, and the petals would drop.  Looking every bit like a cross between a miniature peony and a waterlily, they might be in bloom but a few hours a year.

anemone nemerosa vestal

I did spend a few years working for Francis Hughes in the late 70’s and early 80’s.  His nursery was unusual, in that he sold native wildflowers dug from his own extensive gardens.  One plant which I especially admired was anemone nemerosa. I can still remember him digging me a small start from which he shook off all of the soil.  He made a point of telling customers that he did not sell his soil.  I was sure my unceremoniously bare rooted plant would not survive, but this plant and many others did indeed grow. The cultivar “Vestal”, pictured above courtesy of www.collectorsnursery.com, is a hybrid noted for its prominent anemone center.

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anemone blanda is is not native to Michigan, but its white flowers come early in the spring.  The small corms are planted in the fall.  I soak the dark brown nuggets for 24 hours before planting them 2-3 inches below ground.  The 6 inch tall plants will readily colonize large areas – even weedy or grassy areas –  if they are happy.  The purple and pink varieties are lovely, but I love the white the best. A few hundred bulbs planted in the untended remains of an orchard multiplied many times over.  This picture is from John Sheepers bulbs.

Alabaster_closeupWhite epimedium, a perennial groundcover, spreads more slowly and blooms later than other species, but it is well worth the trouble.  They are tolerant of dry shade, which makes them an ideal addition to a wild flower garden with mature trees.  They bloom on foot tall slender stalks, the new foliage coming after the flowers.  This picture- from www.plantsnouveau.com.

DSCN2299 cropThe yellow species trout lily is a familiar face in the Michigan spring wildflower garden, but the white epimedium conalba “Alabaster” is strikingly beautiful.  They are fairly easy to grow, but can take years to flower.  They are well worth the wait.  Like many other wildflowers, the plants go entirely dormant once the trees get their leaves, and the rain is less reliable.  Wild flowers are frequently referred to as garden ephemerals, as their dormant season comes early in the summer.  The photograph above is from www.phytofactor.fieldofscience.com.

Dodecatheon_meadia_1Dodecatheon media is commonly referred to as shooting star.  This is a good description for these diminutive flowers with extremely reflexed petals.  The foliage is lettuce-lush and juicy looking. They are easy to grow, and will colonize readily when happy.  This picture is from www.mtcubacenter.org.

white-helleborus-orientalis.jpgHellebores are not naive, or are they wild flowers.  They are perennials with mostly evergreen foliage.  But no discussion of white flowers in early spring would be complete without them.  Helleborus orientalis is commonly known as the Lenten rose, as it blooms at that time of year.  They are one of my favorite perennials, as they are as beautiful in leaf as they are in flower.  There are numerous cultivars, each one more lovely than the last.

white hepaticaFor whatever reason, hepatica was always my favorite spring wildflower.  The area where I lived 30 years ago was decidedly rural, but on the cusp of development.  Whole neighborhoods full of homes were built nearby, after the land was scraped clean of any and every plant.  I dug many a clump of hepatica out of the way of a bulldozer, and relocated them to my property.  With a little oak leaf mold, and slightly swampy conditions, they were very happy.  I like to believe they are still  thriving from benign neglect in those spots, as I know that garden has not been touched by the owner who came after me.  This photograph via www.pickerelhills.com.

dutchman's breechesDutchman’s Breeches are a wilding bleeding heart.  The plants feature serrated blue green leaves in profusion.  The bleeding hearts are arranged all along a small arching stem.  They were very shy bloomers for me.  Charming, these.

solomons sealSolomon’s Seal has a similar arrangement of individual blooms.  The foliage is also arranged along the stem.  The plant is quite tall, and vigorous.  Some gardeners prefer the variety sporting white variegated leaves, but I have always liked the more subtle species.  I found this great picture at www.solomonsseal.wordpress.com.

Jeffersonia diphyllaJeffersonia Diphylla is commonly known as twin leaf.  Though this picture does not do justice to the leaf structure, what appears to be 2 leaves at the end of a leaf stalk is actually one leaf, deeply divided.  This wildflower was named in honor of Thomas Jefferson by his friend and fellow botanist William Bartram. Only one other species of Jeffersonia is known, and it is native to Japan.  Why that would be, I have no idea. This photograph is from www.urvforum.be.

Viola_canadensis_(Orvokki)_Kanadaviol_C_DSC03075Last but not least, Viola Canadensis, the Canada violet.  They are quite rare in some places they are known to be native, but they grew vigorously for me.  All of the violets were willing and able to cover the ground.  Once the wildflowers went dormant, there were plenty of violets covering the ground.  Sweet, that.  Very sweet to think that a lot will be happening in the garden in the not so distant future.

Sunday Opinion:Local Growers; Independent Garden Centers

I shop almost every grower during the spring planting season within 15 miles of me, just to see what they have cooking,  as I plant annuals for the better part of 8 weeks every spring.   I have my favorites, no doubt.  As nearly all my waking hours are spent making landscapes and gardens, I’ve made relationships with growers.   Rick Brinks,  who grows Bordine’s annual crops,  and Fiona Brinks,  the Vice President of Bordines Nursery, have become friends of mine.  But that does not mitigate the fact that they grow a first rate crop well worth checking out. They make available a huge range of plants, so, so beautifully grown.  Their plant growing ranges in Grand Blanc are fueled in an  ecologically friendly way; what is not to love about this?  Their bio-mass heating system burns waste wood. The short version is that they are heating with a fuel that is less expensive-this savings in fuel gets passed along to customers, and they are recycling waste materials in a way that looks to the future.   The installation was an enormous expense to Bordines,  but they felt it was a good investment financially, and environmentally. I support this kind of thing in my industry.   Independent garden centers and gardeners alike  have a long , serious, and quiet history of commitment to “green” long before it became a media and marketing event.   With locations in Rochester, Clarkston, and Grand Blanc, Bordines is within reach of you.  Their greenhouses are a dream come true-shut your eyes, click your heels together 3 times.  When you open your eyes, you will be looking at a fabulous plant.   A  fabulous  plant  doesn’t appear like magic- I can attest to what they go through to deliver you a well grown plant-is such an important ingredient in any garden.  I can make almost anything grow-except columbines. But only in my dreams could I grow how Rick grows.  He routinely delivers magic. There is no taking a day off, when you are growing a crop.  If the alarm goes off at 3 am signaling a furnace out, you go.  Everything in nature can be frustrating, hostile,  unpredictable, and generally uncooperative-you just hope all four of these don’t happen all at the same time. He has an amazing patience for the whole process. He is a Dutchman whose family settled in Grand Rapids-ok-he has growing genes way better than the rest of us.   Fiona, English bred and born to parents with a long history of involvement in the plant industry, interprets the classic English love of plants and gardens from her own particular point of view. When I think about Bordines, I think about the two of them-and I like what I think.  Given the incredible effort it takes to produce a healthy and robust plant, its amazing how little they cost.  I don’t see them much at this time of year-and they don’t see me much.  Professional garden people have to put their lives on hold this time of year.  We stay friends, as we are in the same boat, rowing our hearts out.  Since I want Bordines to be there, growing great  plants,  I shop there-every chance I get. I think you should too.

Bogie Lake Greenhouse, owned by Mark and Patty Watkins, grows plants for me, custom.  We meet all winter long, reviewing new varieties, making changes, looking at numbers of plants. We review pictures, and make a plan for their new season.  I shop there a lot, as well I should.    They are obliging to a fault; they would deliver in the middle of the night if they thought it would help me.  Their plants are beautifully grown-their greenhouses are chock full of every annual you might expect, and more.  Mark grows unusual plants-too many to list here.  Their place exemplifies old fashioned service-but what they deliver is 21st century in quality and selection.  I have the run of his greenhouses at 5 am, should I want to-and more often than not, he meets me.  Their place is a genuine family business, start to finish.  The Mustang Mark drove to meet Patty, the night he proposed, is still parked on the nursery property-awaiting restoration, in a friendly ocean of road-side weeds.   Their place, south of M-59 on Bogie Lake Road, should be a destination for you.  If you go there often enough, you will want to learn names, and hear the stories.  I value relationships of a personal kind-you will get this from an independent garden center.

Telly’s Greenhouse features every very unusual perennial and tropical plant known to man (that would be George) and more-the property is packed. How he loves plants, and sees that his clients get them,  is astonishing.  I am on vacation when I go there-a busman’s holiday.   Their staff is completely knowledgeable and approachable;  Judy shops my place, and I shop hers. You really ought to meet her; ask for her. They have a very  sophisticated  selection of perennials, and roses;  they are always the first on the block with new plants.  Its not just a store; it’s an experience.

Ralph and Julie, from Julie’s Flowers sell plants at the Pontiac Farmers Market.  They are first rate growers, and cutting edge about what varieties they grow.  Every grower out there on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays during the growing season is first rate. I don’t need to tell you the names-just go there, every week, all season long, and you will be better for it.  So many growers all together-that part is handy.   Marlene Uhlianuk grows what she likes and believes in-no doubt you get a taste of her point of view when you shop there.  Herbs, unusual annuals and perennials, topiaries-whatever she is of a mind to grow.Later, fabulous heirloom tomatoes and potatoes and fresh herbs.    Her advice and opinion comes at no extra charge.   I have had a big love for her for many years. This place precedes, and outstrips any grocery store I know of.  Good plants, and good food, for you and your family.  I have no plans to do without her, or my greater nursery community, as I could not.

Every gardener has  their favorite haunts. The Michigan Gardener,  a monthly magazine detailing everything of any horticultural interest in Michigan,  is a great source for what nurseries might be near you, or interest you.  The magazine is free at your local nursery; their advertisers make it possible for you to have this resource at no charge.  I encourage you to take advantage of it.   Obviously we have a horticultural community-their magazine is devoted to it.  At the helm, two brothers who love gardens.  Read their magazine, and get to know them.

I have places I am keen about.  This does not mean there are not many other places out there deserving of your attention. No matter what places are special to you, the important thing is to shop there.  I like having choices;  diversity is good. We all live in such a frantic world; making something grow, and taking the time to appreciate it, and share it with friends and family,  is no mean accomplishment.  Support your nursery community;  shop them.  This constitutes stimulus in the real sense of the word.  If you are a gardener, I would advise you to quit reading the news, and spend that time checking out your nursery community.

www.bordines.com

Bogie Lake Greenhouses  1-248-887-5101

www.telly.com

www.oakgov.com/cmarket

www.michigangardener.com

Monday Opinion: Diversion

January is by no means my most favorite month.  Being outdoors requires a level of intestinal fortitude I just don’t have.  I dislike the cold.  I dislike the garden- dead to the world.  I hate the relentless gray.  My spirits can be the same color as that sky-gloomy.  A little self-made diversion can help.  The first step is to alleviate that cold.  My boots and slippers alternate on the radiator, so I have warm feet for at least some part of every day. Buck likes an overnight temperature in the house of 64 degrees.  Really.  I have recently added an extra blanket on my side.  I indulge in a hot bath at least once a week, both January and February. I pile on the clothes.  On occasion I keep my coat on all day.  When my winter headband is not on my head, it is around my neck.  Sometimes I wear them in multiples.

I drink lots of coffee, and load it up with half and half. Hot and frequent meals are good, even though getting those January pounds off in late March gets harder every year.  Though I have no interest whatever in cooking, I love reading about food in January.  Reading about food is a much better plan for me than eating, though sometimes I will add a cupcake to that hot cup of coffee.  My favorite place to read online about food is 66 Square Feet.  Her writing is superb, so I am sure what she cooks is every bit as good.  She makes the story of a salad concocted from foraged roadside greens exciting, and satisfying.  The food she prepares with its roots in her South African heritage-it all sounds delicious, not just exotic.  Sustaining.  It just so happens that she gardens as well-what’s not to like about this part?   Her writing is consistently thought provoking and entertaining- her life and times quite interesting.     www.66squarefeet.blogspot.com

Reading is an excellent winter diversion.  If I am reading about gardening in January, I like to either be entertained, or transported-or both.  The Garden Outlaw is highly entertaining, sometimes provocative.  His blog post about Christmas lights was incredibly funny.  His take on the gardening world will make you forget that it is January.  www.outlawgarden.blogspot.com    If I am looking for a little transport, a tour of an English garden via the Galloping Gardener (www.thegallopinggardener.blogspot.com) can be just the diversion I need.  I have taken her tours more than one time-they are that good.  The blog Rock Rose (www.rockrose.blogspot.com) features a garden so unlike my own that I am transported.  She travels to visit all sorts of other gardens, and is very good at illustrating and writing about her visits.

Any garden reading which is either too involved or too serious makes me sleepy in January.  I am only looking at the pictures in Gardens Illustrated now.  I will read it later in February, when that cooped up feeling gets good and fierce.

I highly recommend an afternoon nap as a perfect January diversion.  It is a very good time to be dreaming about that garden to be.

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Opinion: $400.00

In 2007, John Maloof, a young Chicago street photographer/ real estate agent in the process of writing a book about Chicago, went to an auction of objects repossessed from a storage locker whose rental had gone long unpaid.  Among the items, a large plastic bin filled with black and white negatives.  A cursory inspection revealed some images he thought were from Chicago; he thought perhaps some of the images might be useful for his book.  A bin full of celluloid objet trouve-he paid 400.00. Since that day, he has learned the images were taken by a Chicago photographer who made her living as a nanny between 1950, and the 1990’s.  He has since collected other bins, suitcases with clothes, and cameras.  Vivian Maier was a street photographer whose prodigious body of work might have passed into oblivion, but for Mr. Maloof.  Though only a small portion of her work has been scanned and viewed by Mr. Maloof, and the noted art photography historians he has consulted, there is talk in the air that Vivian Maier may be one of the mid twentieth century’s most brilliant street photographers.  The entire story?  Go to www.wimp.com.  Watch the video: January 7: Vivian Maier, Street Photographer and Nanny.

I like everything about this story.  Vivian Maier, a nanny for familes on the north shore of Chicago, was a very private woman, off duty.  On her days off, she would leave, dressed for the weather, camera in tow.  Her destination, her thoughts, her work-entirely unknown.  Mr. Maloof was so taken with the images he saw, he bought more plastic bins, suitcases-whatever he could find relating to her.  Her hats.  Her cameras.  It took lots of time for him to to even discover her name.  One employer was forthcoming about her tenure with their family-as much as they knew. There is no doubt he has become obsessed with his objet trouve.  But his treasure has become his responsibility.  There are 100,000 negatives.  He worries about how long it will take to scan them all.  He has made a considerable effort to recreate a life, and a body of work, from so many strips of film.  A 400.00 plastic bin full of negatives has shaken him up but good.

Mr. Maloof (I am spelling his name only having watched the video) might stand to profit handsomely, should the work of Vivian Maier stand and deliver, as well he should.  But for him, her work might have been put out like so much garbage.  I am not much interested in this part.  I am really interested in what I saw on his face.  What he saw in her photographs moved him.  Beyond this, I believe his passion and committment for what he never saw coming is extraordinary.  Face to face with an objet trouve of this caliber, I would only hope I would have the courage, committment and foresight to respond fiercely and seriously-as he has done.

An objet trouve does not come with directions. The video clearly expresses his worry, and angst in this regard. The chance relationship between a maker and a finder can create some high voltage.  That moment when I consider a serviceable wood box that might move on and become a container, that incredible bracket fungus that organizes a sculpture, that tree whose trunk inspires a design for a garden, the raindrops that make me hang glass drops from a tree-powerful stuff.

The work I have seen of of Vivian Maier-astonishing, and compelling.  Many of the images I have seen are portraits.  People on the street.  People in cars.  People in transit.  People in motion. People in flux.  People whose eyes meet mine. People of all ages. I plan to go to Chicago this winter to see that exhibition of her work. 

Her work is making me think so much about portraits.  The work she left behind is creating a portrait of Mr. Maloof; he seems forever changed by them. My garden has no doubt changed me, as much as I have changed it.  It is a portrait, of a sort.  Gardens have much to say about the gardener- their interests, hopes, and dreams.  What few photographs of Vivian Maier I have seen-so beautiful.

Update:  Many thanks to www.fourdogfigfarm.blogspot.com for letting me know Mr. Maloof has a website devoted to his project: www.vivianmaier.blogspot.com.