Wildflower’s guide to low maintenance flowers


   As summer winds to a close, I can glance out to my deck and clearly see which plants worked for me.  I am the sort of gardener who likes to look at the flowers, not spend time watering them every day. Following are my recommendations for drought tolerant plants, for the “otherwise occupied” gardener.


Angelonia This was a new one for me, but it grew happily in a planter and I will probably get it again, this time I will probably plant it with something else.  It’s name sounds like Prince’s girlfriend’s name, only better.

September 09-56 

Arboricola I have had exceptional luck with this houseplant.  I got my first one when I was a freshman in college.  It lasted about 15 years.  It can withstand the occasional freeze, especially if you don’t care what your plant looks like.  It finally froze too much.  I was pretty bummed, but when they started handing out the gift plants from my grandpa’s funeral, I chose another one.  It is doing well, after a small freeze because it got left in the back of the car in March.  Oops.  It was ugly for a while, but it snapped out of it in spades.

September 09-57


Bacopa This stuff can come back from near death time and time again, I love it.

September 09-59


Gerber Daisy I am hoping I can take this one inside this winter.  I think I heard you can.

September 09-19


Lantana I first learned about this from my sister-in-law who could raise it outside in Mississippi.  Here it comes in for the winter, either in the garage or our bedroom.  It sheds leaves all over then goes dormant for a month then it grows again.  It has some flowers ready to open and some that are on their way out, so the photo does not do it justice.

September 09-60


Laurentia I called my greenhouse lady twice to figure out what this was, (she was more patient than I deserved, but she turned me onto Swan River Daisy for next year).  Laurentia is just glorious; it blooms all summer long and needs no maintenance.


 September 09-58


I am not sure what this is, but it had “Tequila and lime” in the name and it smells great!  It will go inside this winter as well.

September 09-54  


Of course I have impatiens, petunias and pansies too.  These hardy plants do well in a sporadic watering situation.


I know you all have been anxiously waiting to hear about that wildflower I was trying to germinate- scarlet globemallow.  Well, of the 100 seeds I planted, none sprouted.  None.  I went camping and dug some up from a state park with a plastic spoon with as much native soil as I could get.  They looked pretty darn good, then Paul dumped them out and played in the dirt.  I put it back and am hoping there was something to survive.  Then a friend mailed me a plant, and that looked dead, then looked promising then the cats started using that container for a bed then it looked dead and now it looks like this.  I call it promising.  I guess we will see next year.

September 09-61


From the Men in Plaid series…

 September 09-35


Leo and his potty tractor and big boy underwear.  Success at last.

 September 09-01


Will the baby kitty fit in the trailer?

September 09-53


The ladies looking lovely.  I forget how short Jane is, she is 15 months younger than Mae.

September 09-37


And the whole family except the granddaughter.  I am having an exceptional hair day, if I had realized that, I might have lurked around so people could take more photos of me.  Paul’s finger, by the way, is in his mouth, he is getting teeth.

September 09-38

Randomness Volume III


There comes a time in every man’s life where he can no longer wear his sister’s hand-me-down socks with any dignity.


I got a new Thesaurus for Mother’s Day.  I asked Mom to give me a word to look up.  She gave me “apprehensive.”  Later I asked GD and he gave me the same word to look up.  Coincidence?


Why is it that when I want to add up something while on my 1991 IMac I can simply hit a button and have a calculator, yet I have never found a calculator on my 2006 Compaq?  Anywhere!  Isn’t the whole idea of computing basically using a fancy calculator?


People who only have cell phones should not be issued phone books.  If we can’t get a hold of them, then they should not be able to get a hold of us.


I was sorting my laundry tonight and had a dilemma.  My washer does not have a “plastic lizard” setting.  Since there was only the one, I threw him in with the greens.


The sign at the post office seems a bit optimistic, it says, “15 minute parking.”  Maybe I should ask for validation next time…after I am done with my business.


Why do greeting card companies make cards that are just a little too big for regular postage?  There is nothing like getting a birthday card you have to pay $.17 for.  It’s just mean.


And by the way, where did the symbol for “cents” go?  It used to be on my keyboard, probably above the six.


My pink duct tape has never migrated to the shop like the silver stuff used to.


I can’t even fit my owner’s manual in my glove box, much less a pair of gloves.


Mae wants to know, “Do they have show-and-tell in college?”  She hasn’t yet noticed they don’t have it in first grade.


I love to stand up in church to sing a hymn and find the seam in the back of the pew ahead of me with my fingers.  Nearly all pews have this feature.


Squint-print is starting to bother me, am I getting old? 


I am in the middle of a busy next couple of weeks.  We had a family death, a tragic, violent one which looks like it might tear what is left of my husband’s family apart.  My SIL plans to have a mental health counselor talk to the family about grief and healthy ways do deal with it.  Please pray with me that she succeeds in diffusing or would that be defusing the vitriol that is currently being spewed everywhere.  That would of course be this weekend. 

Next weekend we leave for Disney World.  In the meantime we were planning to leave the gentlemen with my mother and stepfather while we vacation in the sun with the ladies.  My stepfather went camping several weeks ago and chopped wood, like he was 70 instead of nearly 80.  He hurt his shoulder.  After deciding the pain would not go away, he called his doctor.  The receptionist said he wasn’t in so she couldn’t make an appointment or some crazy thing.  He called back and said “I want an appointment to see my doctor.”  She gave him one for a few days down the road.  He went and the Dr said “You need an MRI, I will schedule one for a week from today and here is some Vicoden.  Have fun, and see you in a week.”  One week later he showed up and was unable to lie down on the table for any length of time due to the pain.  They decided he could have an anesthetic to cut the pain so he could lie back completely.  They scheduled an MRI for a week from the day and gave him 60 more Vicoden.  Yesterday he fasted from 5 pm the night before and showed up for his MRI at 2.  The receptionist gave him the proverbial paperwork to fill out (again, since they didn’t save it from the week before) and said, “I will let the guys back there explain the problem.”  The problem was the MRI was down and nobody bothered to call him to tell him he didn’t have to come in.  “We will schedule one for next week,” they said.  Here my mother lost it and demanded they schedule him sooner.  So as far as I know, my stepfather is under the ray as I type.  I pray he is anyway.  Mom says, “And we didn’t even have to go to Canada to get this kind of health care!”  He still has to have surgery to correct whatever the problem is.  I suppose that will be another week and more Vicoden.  I hope he feels up to little boy company.