This isn’t the “Oh god, no,” but it is kind of cool. P left it on the Bistro table for me; he found it somewhere. I think it’s amusing. I’d been aware on some level that Osage Orange fruit were hairy when they were small, but never really thought much about it.
I’m underwhelmed by the birds-eye, but at least they did bloom. I had planted some seeds in 544’s Bistro, but they never amounted to anything. Actually, now that I think of it, those were pheasants eye. Whatever…they’re birds, and I never got a bloom.
Here’s the, “Oh god, no.” Top three things you don’t want to find on your front porch when you get home from work and it’s 90+ with a heat index over 100:
- Box of ice
- Box of dead fish
- Box of expensive perennials that have already spent two days in the mail and temperatures have been 90+ both days
Number three is what was on my porch when I got home from work. Quart pots of creeping phlox (3), gaillardia (2) and Blue Fortune agastache (1), plus gallon pots of coreopsis (Crème Brulee and Crème Caramel), and a gallon pot of a pink butterfly weed whose name escapes me ATM (seems like it’s Star-something? EDIT: It’s ‘Soulmate’.) They’d been in the mail since Monday and a couple of them looked like they were getting pissed off, so they had to go straight in the ground. About the last fucking thing I wanted to do; however, plants don’t really give a rat’s arse what I want, so I planted them. I was nearly done when I remembered the goddamned Monarda I’d bought. I ended up leaving a spot for it and mulching the rest. Still need to anchor the branch that the pipevine is climbing, but at least I’ve got their roots in the ground and some mulch to help keep them cooler and damp in the heat.
I was going to put the butterfly weed in that bed, but looked at the tag and saw it grows to 42″ (what the fuck kind of butterfly weed grows to 42″? That’s good old milkweed, not butterfly weed! EDIT: milkweed, indeed; specifically, swamp milkweed because it is Asclepias incarnata ‘Soulmate’.) It ended up in the big flowerbed after I’d put in the Blue Fortune agastache for which I’d left a spot, and moved a purple coneflower that was kind of in the way (I put it right beside one I’m not sure is going to survive).
