The Miss Kim lilacs made up for the sad showing of the big lilac bush, attracting Swallowtails every morning.Last spring I traded a neighbor a bundle of Boulder “Mindy” iris for this nice orange variety.These are the Mindy.Lemon Cupcake Land, from our days in Cupcake Land, Kansas.Pond Iris are doing well!Miss Kim’s and red rose all being quite showy this year.Redwood addition for the pergola upholding the Wisteria. A 10′ post set in concrete, with a 2×8″x12′ plank, supported by two five foot sections of 2×6″ plank. Then multiple coats of linseed oil/thinner mixture.Next are nine 2×2″x4′ spanners for the Wisteria to climb across. The hummingbirds helped me with this part.The original section is around 10 years old. Out on walkies with Carmine 14 years ago a nice house on the way back from the park had Wisteria plantings for free. We took two, and this one survived. It has never bloomed; I thought this would be the year, but maybe now with the addition it will be inspired for next year.Lucky is already much cooler, as I trained some vines about 5′ out over the new section.
The lilac bush bloomed white with subdued scent and the leaves are sparse and tiny; throughout the neighborhood lilacs are are all normal.The interwebs say it is due to heat shock from our hot spring, or possibly September’s week over 100 degrees.The cherry had a normal bloom, and is now beginning to carpet the ground with petals.Today’s jerb is full service for the Ficus. It didn’t really fit in the sunroom this winter and has overgrown the deck.The sideways-ness is from multiple years of being blown over in summer squalls, coupled with under-rotating.The patient is doing fine.The root ball is reduced down to the core by loosening the soil with a little steel pick, then the ol’ Ginsu knife cuts through like a foot through a watermellon.Potting soil, coconut coir, perlite, and earthworm castings blended to my custom mix. Should be much better than last time’s yard dirt and garden soil.This is the biggest planter that can fit through the sliding glass door for winter, but the Ficus still overpowers it and will fall over, or just spin out of, the containment. So today I drilled some holes and ran bolts with welded hoops (leftover from an MFA mold I tossed out), and tied the Ficus to the planter. Prior to surgery I tied the trunks together midway up with the red rope, and at the bottom with green velcro tape; this stabilizes everything so she doesn’t rip apart her roots.Stood upright and the crazy overhanging branches stand up straight. Now it is even taller!After getting out the ladder and doing quite a bit of pruning. I should go shorter, but how much more can she take?Next all the ferns and other plants can find places. The Ficus is on the E side this year, as the morning sun was rough on the ferns last year. This way everything should be in shadow by 10am. The ferns are up high enough, and far enough back to keep out of direct mid-morning to afternoon sun. 50# of stone sits on the Ficus’ planter to keep it grounded from wind. The little Jade is tied with hooks and plant tape, as are all the other plants on the deck. The wind takes it as a personal challenge, at worst toppling everything while we are in Montana. Next I’ll hook up all the water lines- which all need rethinking for the new configuration.
April is now the first month that Utah sees temperatures above 90 degrees. In the past it sometimes occurred in late May, then often in May, then on the first of May in 2022. April 30, 2023 and 92 degrees. One day sooner, also a month earlier. And so it goes.
Crabapple.Crabapple skirt touches the ground.Japanese Flowering CherryService Berry tree at year four in the yard; the boldest color spanning many back yards.Service BerryPampas grasses bound up for winter, so this week’s snow doesn’t lay them flat.Pond is turned over for winter, with salt water softener added to keep the fish healthy.Hunga Tonga- Hunga Ha-apai is mounted to the wall between the Bean Whole coffee roasters. Jed is planning on painting the black gas line behind the mask white. At night the backlighting will look great from outside through the front wall of windows. View from the common area of the Neighborhood Hive in Sugarhouse.The latest Aeromod to the truck is this “floating” bar of mudflaps running the length of the back of the truck, with a 6 inch gap to the ground (unloaded). The low pressure a truck drags behind it will push all the way to the front, proven in wind tunnel studies. This low line in the back is nearly as effective as a similarly (impossibly) low bumper in the front. The bar is a custom weld job from scrap metal I had around, fitting into the hitch mount (or in tandem with the ball hitch), and has two loose-fit stabilizing pins in the bumper; in this way, additional to the mudflap’s flexibility, some tip and give is allowed when backing up our steep drive. The truck also drops a lot of big ranch mudballs that explode onto the highway, so this keeps other drivers and their windshields safe.
Night time thunderstorm with rain and the poppies begin to bloom.This bunch must be anticipating tonight’s storm.Purple Bearded Iris and purple Columbine. Boulder, Colorado in Montana: Shazbat variety.Ohio blooming in Montana.A proto iris and a bearded iris, for taxonomic comparison. The skinny yellow iris were split from our pond in Coatsville last year (?), and the purple was also from SLC original to the house’ 1940’s owner- in a giant root bound mass that would put up just a few blooms. Now they are the entire South bed along the ice house, in the front bed, and up on the hillside bed (and still in SLC as well).Boulder, Colorado blooming in Montana. The Nanoo Nanoo variety. Lilacs have a few blooms remaining.Original to the ranch butter and cream iris with some of the original to Coatsville purple.Butter and Cream being showy.Matching columbine volunteered among the P & C iris.These giant white iris had 4 rhizomes among the SLC purple- all blooming now. They hadn’t bloomed in our 10 years at the house, out in their root bound purple patch. Another emergent: micro clover is finally emerging. I spread it into the lawn last summer in a big way, and a bit more this spring. It will help revitalize tough patches like this, bring nitrogen into the soil for the grass, push out weeds, and amp up the drought tolerance.After last summer’s springbox waterline fixes to the yard and house, I added this inline high-pressure filter for the yard. Now every little thing that slips past the cage up at the top of the line doesn’t jam up the sprinkler heads.I also built this new high footing for the water bird.The water bird is joined by this super-jet, with a 50′ range and 360 degree rotation- so it waters a 100 foot circle, and can even water from the front yard over the hedge and into the back poppy patch.
Lucky in his Coral Bell patch.The roses have had two seasons here.The neighbor’s Box Elder shattered by 110mph winds in 2020 is being removed. The shop is safe at last! 6:30am and heavy rain!Porch coffee and rain!All day rain. Next morning we leave up the gumbo slick road, and rain at Yellowstone clears the ranch-mud away.
Crabapple blooms.Orb is entirely skinned in ocean; new oceania was created yesterday and firmed up overnight.South pole with pole.Another 8 hours of art time are absorbed into the Orb…I added two transparent “windows” today as well, cutting the fiberglass ball and skinning with clear & color panel created yesterday.Layered edges with the new window panel overlayed giving a sense of depth.The edges around the door are cleaned up, and skin-thin at top to allow paper to be slid inside.Center is a clear-edged seam cover from a trove created yesterday. All too wide, and most are not color-correct; so a do-over tomorrow, then wait til Saturday before they are ready.Kwanzan Cherry is just starting, and will be slowed by a 3 day rain/snow storm.
I turned the sprinklers off two weeks ago with our first hard freeze. It has rained twice since; about an inch each week. About 15% of total annual rainfall.
Coral Bells
3 new mini-roses from a big-box store fall clearance.
Our Daffodils are making questionable decisions. Pasque flowers are blooming around the neighborhood as well. (clues to disaster)
Pond water is mid-40’s and switched over to winter system. The fish will go unfed til Spring when the water temps rise back above 50 degrees.
A sea of super-tall grasses.
The “Yucca” Dasylirion Wheeleri (Desert Spoon) is nearly as tall as the “weather vane” tail. One more year and I’ll have to reconfigure the lower plates.
The Service Berry went in two years ago. So far so good.
Xander’s winter arborium.
The deck’s plants moved back in to the sunroom back before the freeze…
The fall light at this latitude magically backlights everything all day long.
The Ash was mostly green when we arrived, then we had a frost and she got things changing.
A few days later and her green is nearly gone for gold.
The hillsides are putting on a sunset show under a cloudless sky.
We head up the hillside to shift more water to the corral/yard, and continue on for a little hike.
This is the head of the coulee for the house spring. The bear has been living here all fall with a bumper-crop of choke-cherries, old logs to grub, and a springbox full of cold clear water. At the top of the forest there is a shady glade of sweet bright grasses, a sign of the spring water beneath. The bear has decorated the green carpet with a random and thorough design of novelty-large berry-scat.
Nora takes the lead upon spotting the ranch house down the valley.
The ladies make long afternoon shadows in the glowing landscape.
E has to get back to the virtual office.
It has been July/Aug temps of 75+ for nearly two weeks, with dry winds; and mystery smoke probably from one of the summers nearby fires which are officially out, though still smoldering.
I got around to cleaning out this center bay of the garage and discovered that the support pillar at left was rotten.
The wooden framing on the concrete slab has rotted away, and the bottoms of the support pillars are rotten as well. This is why none of the doors have ever worked quite right; it has been on the path to ruin for at least 30 years.
I’ve gathered all the pressure treated wood remnants, and am pretty sure I can come up with a solution without having to drive the 80 mile trip to town.
Pretty good.
The door swings up and is in the way, so I can’t lift straight up. I come up with this wrong answer. The wall lifts and travels toward the jack binding the jack in place when lowered.
At least it settled part way onto the new wooden support, though it is part way off the concrete and far out of position.
I rig up the come-a-long and pull the wall back to position.
Under tension and the jack can come free.
I remove my bad idea, and realize I’ll have to span a 2×4 on the inside across the wall to hold a ratchet strap that will tie to the truck to pull the wall back out. Then I’ll set the jack under the opening for the rolling door next to the column. This should float everything up and allow me to adjust position before lowering down onto the new support structure.
Worked.
The concrete has a scrim of dirt, but the board is set clean to the concrete.
The third layer of thick old salvage plank was needed to make up for more rot in the uprights. They split, but are toed in place and sturdy.
After our singular run to town for all things; there are blue-screws for pinning it to the concrete, more rot and part of the split support salvage are replaced with 2×4 at R, the board at L helps hold the old upright together as it was compromised by the spring tension.
Also, a faceplate of pressure treated 1×6.
The door opens easily and square, and the big rolling door to L is a breeze to manage now as well.
All this cleaning and fixing was to make a spot to bring in log sections for future firewood-
An old wagon axle/wheels are under the tarp, with a welder and odds and ends. Bisecting the two bays of the garage is a stash of old salvage lumber.
The big bay can fit a full size truck, or hang all of Rodney’s game during hunting season.
All good from the inside.
I scraped and painted this a few years back. It could use some redux- but there are 3 other sides…
A wall length of wild rosebush leads to a bundle of wire anchored by the biggest rosebush of the lot. I have to use the come-a-long to pull the ball of fencing wire til I can cut away the roots of the bush.
Then the pickaxe clears down to the cement footing. And take note of the scrub tree at the corner.
The sawzall and I decide the rangy scrub has overgrown the corner for too long.
Plus, it is one less place for errant cows to hide.
I have a length of webbing under the stack, and once it is about 3x this big I’ll put a towing chain over the top and fix it to the truck and drag it over the spent woodpile in a near pasture.
If E and Nora were cows, we could easily push them sans bushes.
The garage is feeling much better, inside and out.
Ash leaves burrowing into the long grass. Time to mow.
A short mow for fall.
Now all the leaves sit on top.
E and I set up lawn chairs and keep the tree company.
I start the short fall mow out front.
This bit was all scarified with the Sun Joe three weeks ago- it was as far as the extension cord would reach.
Even cut short, it is looking good!
Here is three weeks of growth, and the short cut line.
Out beyond the cord reach, here is the same cut line. Not so good.
Looking straight down at the unscarified lawn.
I brought up a 50 foot 10amp cord as a first leg to the 100 foot 12 amp cord, and could finish scarifying the entire yard. I removed hundreds of pounds of bound up mulch.
Short mowed and scarified.
The boss makes a close inspection. Good enough to poop on.