Compost?

At the historic cemetery, there is a spot where an old shed used to sit. We use that area as our “compost” pile. But truth be told that compost never really does get to be substantially usable compost. The resident deer and turkeys come and poke through it and take what they want. After they are done, there is usually very little left. We have actually been amazed. Within days, it looks like someone came in and scooped that all out. And we definitely know they are still there because not only do we see them from time to time but we also see little clues lol. Turkey scratches, deer hoof prints, and droppings.

At the historic cemetery

Tomorrow is our spring equinox. Yahoo! True, that actually means very little regarding the gardens. We could still have a big snowstorm. But it is time to start doing garden cleanup, both here at the townhome, and at the historic cemetery.

Every spring, after I reconnect, and fall in love with the gardens all over again, my mind goes all Product Manager. At the historic cemetery, the fence garden is the Product. I have an analysis, and it is time for an action plan. And, frankly, to be the most efficient, I put a plan together so I don’t get over there and go into a dreamy state, which, of course, is the joy of every gardener ~ just looking at what’s going on, right? But there is work to be done so a plan is needed. Dreamy can happen at the end of a work session.

So what is the data telling me?

The ground cover needs to be under observation. I didn’t put it in so I am still learning its features and growth cycles. It does look like quite a bit of winter kill on the ground cover, but hopefully it will revive.

The birds did not do much with the black-eyed Susans I left for seed food. The stems just bent and broke and fell over, and are just laying in the garden. Black-eyed Susans set seed so easily, and although they are definitely a fan fave over there with those who walk by, as the Product Manager (the volunteer help lol) I am the one who has to maintain them, and they are … a lot. Yah, we will just say it that way. So, if the birds want some black eyed Susan seed next winter, it will all be in a pile in our compost area and they are welcome to it. 😂 For now, what I left stand for the winter needs to be cut back right away, and I need to watch for volunteer seedlings (scope creep).

The bunnies seem to have enjoyed most of the sedum I left stand, but there are some tall sedum they didn’t eat, and I need to cut that back to make way for new growth.

The last part of cleanup will be the iris bed, and any other remnants.

Then it will be time for the mulch topper. The mulch bed was GORGEOUS last year, very healthy, and rewarding me with much less weeding. Annual toppings should do it from here on out.

Here are some pics of early greens already popping up

Farther out ~

We do have the old overgrown weedy garden inside the gate to contend with this year. It is possible that garden will be dug up and moved to a historic estate in town. If not, this is the year it goes. It gets pretty nasty with bugs (think tall grass and wood ticks), and even snakes. I don’t mind snakes, they are beneficial, but I prefer not to cultivate an environment where they hide. Come out and sun yourselves, no problem. I will steer clear. But bottom line, maybe younger, more flexible, hiding bug and snake loving volunteers could do it, but this grandma? Nope. There is a better way. Lawn mowers 😂 This is the year it goes. Yeay!

Additionally, last year was the major planting year. The garden is fully planted, with no room left for additions. Another yeay! The space that looks like emptiness right now needs to be there for the new plantings to establish and expand. However … if things die off, new things can be put in, like daylily seedlings from crosses lol. OK, and maybe some carefullly chosen new daylilies. Yah, high probability stuff that dies will give their space to new daylilies. Already have a buying list. Just in case.

So that is the kick off point for the historic cemetery garden this year. There are also other projects there too, like removing a plastic border and putting in bricks, but that will be down the road, maybe in May when the wooded area ground dries out a bit so the bricks can be retrieved, as they are the remains of the vault. But that is another day’s blog. Hint – very little hardscaping gets wasted.

The clematis, and trimming the historic cemetery garden

The Bluebells clematis is budding out in front. This is one I learned needs to not be cut back. The new growth buds out of last year’s vines.

Out back the clematis is just waking up.

It was a super windy day today, so not much gardening.

Yesterday was much more fun. I went to the historic cemetery and worked on spring trimming the fence garden. Like at the historic mansion, I am just learning what all is in there. So far I can see tall sedum, stonecrop, phlox, some hostas, black-eyed Susan’s, and yarrow. I trimmed all except some stonecrop. I will go over some night this week and trim those, and also put some coffee grounds along the base of the hostas.

I am exceptionally happy to see there are some hostas. To be sure, they are small, but if they survive, yahoo! They can meet some new “friends”! (I can then divide some hostas here this fall and see if they do well over there.)

Clean-up time

The air at the townhouse is warming and the ground is showing. The gardens need some love. They need the bigger twigs and small branches removed, and they need the rock to move back inside the lines – haha! Luck would have it – I have time! And a need, myself, to to hang out, exactly where they are.

Branches that can find other homes
Rocks that can move back into their home

It’s the little things

It’s the little things – enjoying a blue hour that gives way to a pastel sky that gives way to a gorgeous early spring day. Listening to the birds sing their first songs of the day. Taking walks around the early spring gardens and knowing a whole season is ahead – to do as much or as little as you want – and to accept that your efforts may or may not be able to be enjoyed by you and by others. More than ever, capturing the little moments and going with the flow are the current season. Planning seems to be the current fun, and flexibility seems to be the current lesson. Or are these really, truly, the big things? When you finally practice that so incredibly much continually changes, and grabbing the beauty and shedding the disappointments is a way better experience? Truly.

We’ll go with that.

This is how the season at the townhouse starts.

We will clean up, put the energy and materials in to give it a fighting chance, and then we’ll see how things progress. New roofs are supposed to be going on, smack in the middle of the very short Minnesota spring and summer. With the materials and labor realities it may end up fall. We shall see.

We’ll share the beauty as much as it occurs and survives. And look for other “little things” if it doesn’t.

8 buckets!

A few days ago I finished hand pulling all the tree seedlings for this spring. 8 buckets! That is a crazy amount of tree seedlings. It was literally a mat this year.

Mixed in were maple, pine and cherry seedlings. Were it not for the location, it would be fun to see what could become of all those seedlings – what would survive. Their contribution each year, however, is a fair amount of exercise. Under the shrubs and hostas and daylilies, not just on the edges, but way into the garden.

In the end, a few had been missed, but not many. There’s always another trip through the garden.