Ramblings of a Constant Florida Gardener

Saturday, September 26, 2020

This Hawaiian Ginger is a sunset on a stick.

Close your eyes and take a whiff and let it's fragrance take you a way.

When ever I pass this little gem I have thoughts of my grandmother and her garden whom

both once thrived less than a mile where I live. My garden has many memories attached, many

still thrive while some pass as all good things will do.

It's been said many ways, how our life is how it's traveled, because we all know the destination.

I will also make a point to make that journey as beautiful as possible in the most unimaginable

ways.

Isn't that right GrandMa!

This Angel or Devil's Trumpet not only has an intoxicating beauty it will fill the night air

with it's passionate fragrance. It also has the toxicity to kill, so now that you have been

warned.

One of many varieties of Lady Finger style bananas my neighbor from our north streetside

neighborhood shared with me. Him and his wife have been enjoying bananas off this big little

producer for years.

Time will tell if I can reproduce some for myself and share with my planthead buddies. I've

had past successes with growing these beauties. They are hungry, thirsty beasts.

Small price to pay for this constant gardener. Barrels of saved rainwater, nothing but the best.

A bag of organic chicken manure, thank you for your service.

and what a bute it is.

I went into an orchid show last year hoping to find an orchid that is totally unique.

Not knowing that there might be other things sold other than orchids. Well here

I am a year later and realizing my orchid is not an orchid. It couldn't be further

from it's origins. Almost as beautiful and most likely a night bloomer too. It

looks like there could be other blooms and will have to see for my own eyes

if it is a night bloomer.

This s what a cactus blooms looks like when it was up all night.

First bloom time for this year old, to the day since in my care. Once this cactus opens, is

when it will truly reveal it's self.

I looked over my shoulder and staring into the darkness wondering what might

be staring back. Hoping it shares the same wonderment that I share with my backyard

urban jungle.