Garden journal: The wisteria chronicles

[lblanchard]

Didn't I just say, a few days ago, that when we move I want to get a wisteria with lovely showy hybrid flower clusters, not the smallish things my vine produces?

Yes, I did, I'm sure of it. So why did I pick up three little wisteria seeds while cleaning on Sunday? And why did I scarify those seeds and put them in to soak? And why, oh, why, am I going to plant all three of them tomorrow? Because I'm a sucker for seedlings, that's why.

Maybe they won't come up. I haven't seen hide nor hair of any little Golden Rain Tree shoots -- fair enough, the seeds were left over from 2006. Nor have I seen any Liriope muscari, a famously touchy seed that I collected and then winter-sowed.

Nothing much to show from the garden, so: here, have a couple hippeastrum photos and a silly one from yesterday's bike ride:



Class of 2006, which I may pollinate with Michael Valentine



Does this hippeastrum look pregnant to you? It does to me



Poor little dragon. A pretty extreme punishment
for picking a few daffodils, don't you think?

Comments

[pondhopper.livejournal.com]

That is a very pretty hippeastrum!

And yes, I think you have a pregnant plant.

Poor dragon indeed. Is that a statue of Saint George?

[lblanchard.livejournal.com]

It is indeed St. George and the Dragon but the daffodils make it something wholly....other.

[endlessrarities.livejournal.com]

Oh, that daffodil observation made me smile. Thank you for that!!!

[lblanchard.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. It was remarkable how those three wilted daffodils changed the scene from one of heroic conflict to one of pathos.