My Lucky

 green charmer. A face only a constant gardener could love.

Today will be an exceptionally wonderful day.

Looky Looky

 what I found digging in my backyard while installing a new garden art installation.

Early forty's, Dura-Gloss nail polish bottle, no cap. that pink residue you see inside the bottle

has been called Tropical by said manufacturer. Patent shown on the bottom and it's variation puts

it about 1938 and according the advertisement that I found, yours for ten cents. Mine was free while

digging in my backyard for a reimaging of a former garden installation due to Hurricane Ian's

remodel of my back side yard.

This garden alter that was formerly my original back steps to my porch and painted accordingly.

  This alter , altered said event by guiding this downed thirty foot Podopcarpus tree to where

you see it resting between the alter and it's neighboring Crinum flowerless lily, long story

there.

  This constant gardener needs no push and shove to gets things in their place, new place.

Where upon, I find my current buried treasure, shown above.

 Alter has been moved an reimaged into a new/old ruin. Not to take away from it's former 

intended purpose but, lets say a transformation.

                        Note the three portals, I mean plant holders on the side, now ruin and not easily 

discerned is a small crevice of an opening on it's new face, for another plant candidate. The always 

present and close by native Florida Mayhop vine is waiting to give this ruin some greenery. Besides

this constant gardener's itchy green thumbs.

   This now ruin, revealing it's former face looks as if Hurricane Ian had spawned a tornado and

just tossed this into it's new location, good shot Ian, albeit with some new steel reinforcement 

thrown in for safety measures too, who knew.

                                           Let  the   plantings   begin . .  .    ..    ..       .     .       .

Two Young

 Bald Cypress, already a few years old and perhaps wondering what is my future.

    Well that was then and the here is now and you get to fill a void that this once

tall standing Podocarpus tree graced this very spot, where your roots have not yet

taken to, these sacred grounds  o f   t h  i   s     c  o   n    s  t  a  n    t      g   a    r   d   e   n    e      r   .   .    .

This Flowering

 volunteer vines up this potted citrus, and in two days the number of blooms increase exponentially 

as does it' ever entwining vine. 

 

                         Beauty will present it's self in surprisingly stunning ways. 

                 

 

Critter Condo

 gets an addition, complements of Ian to doubling it's always in creasing in size.

     I just used my sweat acuity, barely broke a sweat to be honest and viola.

Second Batch of Coonties

 ready for transplant.  Wrestled from the soil at the base of my giant Bald Cypress tree,

safe from what ever Ian can blow at it. I also have a really great pot that was gifted to me

that has a calling to nurse these seedlings into strong healthy plants.

With a perimeter of branches to deter the squirrels from unknowingly subjecting these newly 

planted seedlings from being harassed.

Note the little seedling in the middle that almost got over looked, not even in the same league,

a league of it's own.

                                 A Coontie seedling in the urban wild, that almost got passed over to 

                               joining the big league.  Note the seed at the top of the soil at the base

                              of this seedling. I must of missed this one when I made an attempt to

                              push these seeds into the soil for improved germination, which explains it's

                              late blooming status. It has a lot of catching up to do too.

Rescue or Folly?

 Before our uninvited guess who's initials start with 'I', as in Ian...oops! 

      My neighbor had this at the curb, 

took them home the same evening and since trimmed them up and letting the cut ends  

harden up before sticking them in the ground.

    Yucca Elephantipes (Spineless Yucca)  I've admired these that had been planted at our local 

Taco Bell for many years, not realizing that my neighbor had these in his yard all along.

   This plant will hardly be considered a folly, as it will almost be a guarantee to be a successful

rescue. I shouldn't be so bold to suggest such, anything can happen in the gardening world.

 

 

These two spent pots sitting ideally, grab my attention yesterday. As much as I vowed not to plant 

freeze sensitive plants in ginormous planters.  

   No pressure, new stick plantings and now that I have a picture of my garden renderings.  Let's

see what you got, no pressure.