It seems to me like it's been a pretty cold Fall and Winter this year. I have to admit that I truly hate the cold and wet weather that seems so prevalent this year in particular. Weren't there a few days last winter that reached the high 60s and low 70s? I could get outside, do a few chores, and let the sun warm my face.

I must suffer from some sort of seasonal depression. It reminds of the old tv show, Northern Exposure, I used to watch in college. Did you ever watch it? The episode where the residents of the small Alaskan town put on head lamps during the winter when the sun never showed itself. Hilarity ensued. So funny. I need to get one of those lamps. I miss the bright sunshine that doesn't hit you behind your sunglasses at the wrong angle. I miss the sunshine that is bright and orange, not dull and gray. Will Winter last forever? Feels like it.

As a result of the colder weather, most of my Fall cleanup chores have been neglected. There are leaves all over my beds, I never dug up my calla lilies (which are sure to have died this year), the stems of annuals I never pulled up still poke out of the ground by my sidewalk, containers have not been cleaned out . . . you get the idea. My garden has been orphaned, poor thing!

But there is some hope. I see little green daffodil leaves poking up through the oak leaves. And I've got a stack of seed catalogues on my desk that's ready for an extended browsing during the little one's naptime. I got a gift card from Christmas to my favorite nursery that's ready the minute that the spring sales begin. The sun is setting later and later everyday.

I'm not the first to feel this way, not the last either. But for an avid gardener, the winter seems endless. My heart misses gardening . . . the dirty hands, the creativity, the long strolls down the nursery aisles looking for a good deal on astilbes . . . ahh. I love her - my garden. (I think of her as a female on the whole. Individual plants do vary in gender though.) I can't wait until she comes home again. Just a little longer . . .

1. I'm removing all the plants from the bed closest to the house . . . to start a veggie garden. I've interplanted some vegetables there, but have decided to clear the whole thing out for vegetables.  I've transplanted some perennials, and dug up callas and gladiolas. I have several varieties of lavender and sage that I will move in the springtime to strategic places within the bed to use an animal deterrents. I've still got to dig up cannas, japanese anemones, an agastache, a climbing rose, and a type 2 clematis.

2. I've cleaned out all the terracotta (and other temperature sensitive) containers. The annuals have petered out from the colder weather, so I tossed them in the compost pile. The pots have been cleaned and stored in the garage.

3. Just this week we've had the sprinkler system guys come out to winterize (or blow the water out of the pipes) the system. The folks we use are wonderful - always on time, return calls promptly, professional, reasonably priced, and capable. If you live in the Richmond, VA area and need the name of a sprinker company, I'd be happy to recommend these folks to you. Just let me know. 

4. I've sprayed once for winter growing annual weeds, but I will have to continue this battle all during the colder seasons. I'll use hand pulling, Preen, and sprays (but only on warmer days). Some weed sprays only work at a minimum temperature of 70 degrees - check your labels!

5. The leaves haven't started falling in any serious way, but the acorns are downright dangerous. A walk to the mailbox requires a hard hat! I'll get the blower out this weekend. I have to say that oaks are my least favorite trees - lots of deadwood, the leaves drop all winter long (extending the clean up season), and the acorns cause Daughter to slip on the driveway and sidewalks.

Soon the leaves will be down, so I'll have to rake up. The hard frosts will kill the perennials which will have to be cleaned up. The tools will need cleaning and sharpening. And the mowers will have to be winterized also. Lots to do still. . . I'm grinning. It's all good!

I hate them . . . they are unkind and make my yard look unkempt. But, at least they don't sling the mud.

Weeds steal, the little thieves, taking nutrients from my plants. They are the illegal aliens of my garden . . . sneaking over the border from my neighbor's yard (who apparently don't like to garden.)

Weeds are like politicians and entitlements. When they are brand new they deceive me into thinking they are something else. . . so I elect it . . . hoping for some unforseen treasure. Then, wham. It's too big, and out of control . . . I wonder whether I'll ever rid myself of it . . .  and it has the nerve to act like it's entitled to be there.

Weeds multiply incredibly fast . . . like taxes. There are taxes on everything. Weeds grow in every area of my yard: shade, sun, dry, moist . . . dependable, but in a BAD way.

What I like most about weeds is removing them. There's great satisfaction in clearing a bed of bad weeds. It's a very zen-like experience (except that Buddist's value all life . . . Okay, so it's not Zen-like, but rather contemplative.) It's dirt therapy at it's best.

I hope I don't get as disenchanted with weeding as I have with politics. I don't have a whole lot of hope that politics will change come January 2009; no matter who is elected today. I'm not naive enough to think that the weeds won't come back . . . just like all the problems in our government. It's too hard to figure out what the root of the problem is, let alone eradicate it!

But, I'm complaining too much. I still live in the greatest country in the world. I still think there are good people out there trying to do good for others. I still think there are folks who enter into service for their country with the best of intentions. I guess what they say about weeds is true of politics . . . a weed is any plant in the wrong place. A politician is a statesman in the wrong office.

arum italicum 'marmoratum'

My arums are growing in full to part shade on the north side of my zone 7 home. The soil is fairly dry as it is lives under the eaves of the house. It has rhizome-like roots, buried very deep in the soil. It's height and spread: about 12" tall and forms large clumps with time. It's leaves resemble caladiums or elephant ears in appearance (heart-shaped and attractive) . . . but, they aren't as colorful; only green with light green veins. The leaves produce paper-thin white spathes which both die back. The leaves are followed by rattle-like green spikes lined with green berries. The berries turn blaze-orange with time.

Pretty plant, but why is it backwards and strange? Timing. The leaves appear in early fall and stay green all winter long. The white spathes appear in spring and the orange berries in late spring. The plant dies with the beginning of summer.

Different and wonderful. Try it out in your garden for winter interest. By the way, I plant summer shade annuals (like impatiens and coleus) over the arum for the summer.

[Two words of warning here. 1. If you leave the orange berries to die back the plant will multiply and spread. 2. Removing the orange berries requires care - the plant "juices" are very irritating/burning to the skin. Wear gloves. Wash hands and arms immediately after handling the plant.]

I have been struggling with a bad case of poison ivy. I apparently got it from Hubby's clothing - picking it up off the floor to carry it to the washing machine (hint, hint, honey). There is no substitute for some advice and prescription meds from the M.D. So take my humble opinion with caution: poison ivy rash itches. Shocker, I know.

Topical creams = okay; Allergy medicines = good; oral steroids = good, but take time to work.

What can you do to provide some instant relief? Hubby found a great solution for the itching. Scalding hot water! Get the water as hot as you can stand it, run the rash under the sink (or use washclothes for those hard-to-get areas). It will hurt, and it will itch like crazy for about a minute . . . then, viola! The itching stops for a few hours! This trick has helped me get a couple of hours of sleep at a time. The allergy meds and the steriods ramp you up; add the itching and it's hard to sleep with a poison ivy rash. A little hot water does the trick.

Give it a try if you get desperate.

To read more on poison ivy: www.poisonivy.aesir.com

I've added some information to the plant list page. I've kept a running list of perennials, shrubs, and trees in my garden over the years. This list so far is a first attempt at a catalogue. Most of the plants I inherited with the house are listed by common name and their variety is still unknown.

Identifying varieties is a difficult process for me as it: 1. takes a lot of research 2. requires detailed information about the plant 3. usually requires me to have a photograph of the bloom, the leaves and branches, etc. It's incredibly time-consuming!

How did botanists ever do this without a computer and a camera? Amazing folks, botanists!

Talking about this gets me so excited . . . going outside now.

I love it. One tool does it all. I've opened bags of topsoil, cut through small roots and sprouts, removed tap-rooted weeds, easily dug through hard clay soil . . . on and on. I've put the garden scissors, the trowel, and the bulb shovel away. It is tough, strong and comfortable in my hand. I don't even carry around my tool bucket anymore!

Thumbs up!

(NOTE FROM HUBBY: I'm not a small guy, and when I'm metal-detecting, I can lean all my weight on this thing to pry up the ground and not worry about it bending!)

Well, I've applied certain of my "staying-at-home and just-trying-to-make-it-through-the-day" philosophy to gardening. In my efforts to rationalize a desire to stay an earth-friendly parent/gardener, I justify myself in the following ways.

A Stay-at-Home Mom's Top 5 Reasons to Go Organic

5. Nature is the Great Educator. Kids love animals. Synthetic pesticides often kill the very bugs and animals that will entertain your children for hours. Why eliminate such excellent playmates? Son and Daughter have loved the turtles, skinks, lizards, frogs, toads, hummingbirds, butterflies, hawks, bats, deer, rabbits . . . all which have visited our yard . . . These little critters keep Son and Daugher occupied for hours, so I have time to peruse my latest issue of The English Garden. Organics Educate!

4. Save on future medical bills. All those extra appendages that synthetics cause -- a nightmare in medical bills to remove! Nationalized healthcare - bah! Organics are safer.

3. Organics are available in almost every gardening section in any store. When I shop with my kids, the fewer the stops the better. "It's a pain to get the kids out of their car seats again" . . . no longer a legitimate excuse. Organics keep you out of the chiropractor's office for backpain . . . Daughter weighs 36 lbs - a hefty sum for the car seat/wrestle-mania smackdown.

2. We don't even need to go to the zoo, children's museum, science museum  . . . it's all in our backyard! No admissions fees that add up to more than the dividends on your stocks. Organics save money on entertainment and gas, too.

1. The look on Son's face when you explain that you're spreading blood, ground up fish, and/or poop in the garden beds . . . imagine the range of looks he'll give you. . . shock, disgust, then slowly, here it comes . . . admiration. He says to his friend, "Hey dude, my mom is spreading blood all over my yard. Isn't that totally cool? Come check it out." Organics make you the coolest mom in the neighborhood.

I live for moments like that . . . and for getting my hands dirty.

1. I have finished preparing my new island bed in the back yard . . . new plants will be going in from mail order, transplants from elsewhere in the garden, or from plant division. I'm very excited. Hubby and I finished removing sod, tilled the ground, added amendments (gypsum, greensand, and all purpose fertilizer), then added twelve 40lbs bags of organic topsoil, two 40 bags of organic humus, and eight 20lbs bags of compost. All of these amendments were mixed thoroughly by hand with a garden fork. I topped it all of with some Preen - a weed preventer. This product is not organic, but I think it's necessary. There is an organic version that uses cornmeal . . . when I can find it in the stores, I will try it. On the backbreaking scale this project has ranged pretty high, so I'm hoping what they say about hard work is true.

2. My order from Bluestone Perennials arrived yesterday. It was accurate, on time and the plants look pretty good. All are larger than I expected.

3. My cool season veggies are looking pretty okay. Some of the lettuces are going to be harvested for tonight's dinner, the broccoli is looking good, but no heads yet. The beans have had a disease which I think I've fixed for the time being. The beans have blossoms too. The Swiss chard looks yummy, colorful and vibrant. The critters still seem to be avoiding the garden. I've still got Irish Spring Bar Soap scattered everywhere, but I am out of the Liquid Fence. Let's hope I don't need it. My garden is small enough that one "unwelcomed visitor" would finish it off and be looking for an entre.

4. Water restrictions have been lifted in my area, because of a couple of major storms that have come through, and temperatures have steadily dropped. It was 57 degrees last night for a low. No leaves changing yet, but I've been forced to wear a coat to the bus stop in the mornings.

Gotta get those new plants in the ground . . . hope the sandbox isn't too wet for the kiddos to play in while I work. Planning on getting my hands dirty tonight.

I've started a new perennial bed. I've never done this before, start to finish. It will be a 30' x 5' island in the middle of the back yard. I've been following Andre Viette's recommendations as outlined in his books and on his website www.inthegardenradio.com (check out "Preparing the Bed" in the tips & advice section.)

Hubby sprayed the grass with a turf killer. We've worked on removing the sod slowly - it is a serious workout in the heat and humidity. I hope to get the last bit of sod up, edge with bricks, and loosen/till the soil this weekend (going to call Ms. Utility today!). I've got the recommended amendments already (Plant Tone, gypsum, greensand, Osmocote.) This weekend I hope to get some topsoil and compost in the trailer. The edging bricks are leftovers from Hubby's parents. They had some walkways installed -- lucky me! Thanks Grandmom, PopPop and G.G.

Hubby will have to help, because it's beefy manly work (wink, wink). Besides I love to see (not smell) him working hard with his work boots and shorts - it's fabulous. Hauling the bricks, the topsoil (for 8-10" deep) and the compost . . . I'd rather have someone else do that.  Then, there's the mixing too. Everywhere you read the gardening guru's tell you, "Make sure the soil is healthy. It's by far the most important aspect of gardening." I agree. Get it right the first time.

It's the planting I love . . . the creativity and imagination realized. Such satisfaction and enjoyment in the end product . . . my pastors will see a sermon there!

Almost all the plants in this new bed will be transplants and divisions from elsewhere in the yard. I will buy more of the same plants to fill in where there's an empty spot. I don't forsee any other plants needing to be added. The bed will be greens, purples and light pinks. . . so imagine a dogwood and a pink crape myrtle as bookends. Caryopteris, miscanthus, and russian sage for height and winter interest. Also peonies, tall and creeping sedums, heucheras, catmint, mazus, veronica, stachys, echinops, and phlox.

Can't wait for next spring . . . Inspired to get your hands dirty? I am.