Eight
intrepid gardeners brought rakes, clippers, loppers, and, as you see, sheets
and brooms, to the Garden Club of Switzerland’s February garden party at AlpineGroves Butterfly Garden. For an hour
they braved tangly old vines, pointy branches, crumbly leaves, and fire ants to
prune back deadwood and sweep up the “carnage”.
The gardeners in the “American Gothic” photo were about to dump the
debris from their sheet into the woods to decay. No need to call in forensics, this is just
what nature intends.
Punxatawney Phil
may have called for six more weeks of winter, but his prognostications do not
extend to Florida. We are enjoying the
beginning of spring here, with daily highs bouncing between the upper seventies
and low fifties. And in the garden there
were indeed signs of life, and not just from the gardeners who showed up for
the party.
A male coontie showing its cone, which looks like the cone of a fir tree - if fir tree's cones were orange... Coonties are dioecious - meaning each plant is either male or female. You never know what the sex is until the reproductive equipment start to show themselves. We hope the other coontie in the garden is female, but she hasn't "come out" yet. Learn more about coonties in our post describing the coontie as northern Florida's answer to the sago in our Resources section
Our Garden Has a Pulse.
A male coontie showing its cone, which looks like the cone of a fir tree - if fir tree's cones were orange... Coonties are dioecious - meaning each plant is either male or female. You never know what the sex is until the reproductive equipment start to show themselves. We hope the other coontie in the garden is female, but she hasn't "come out" yet. Learn more about coonties in our post describing the coontie as northern Florida's answer to the sago in our Resources section
A "clump" of green that may be a shasta daisy reemerging from its hibernating roots, or something else surprising:
Many Hands Make Light Work.
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