The Ugly Daylily!

Here comes winter.  And, time to focus on my indoor bloomers.  I am taken back by still having buds on my Santa’s Pants daylily.  Especially when my poinsettia is in bloom.  For fun, I plucked off the bloom late in the day and placed it in the poinsettia.


I have increased the sun to the poinsettia since that time, and the pink is really darkening up.  This was dapple pink last year. This is my second time to rebloom a poinsettia – and I did better this year.  Boy, you gotta want that bloom.  I have been covering with black trash bags and putting under my desk (that now has a curtain to block the light underneath).  This one bloomed quickly and easily.  My smaller one lingers in deciding to bloom.


Oh, and I got 3 new amaryllis bulbs to start.  Mine are still in hibernation and set to come out in about a week and a half.  I am guessing I will have blooms through January.  Of all my winter bloomers, the amaryllis remind me most of daylilies.  The bid stalk and the huge bright blooms.

And, a new poinsettia – orange is what I wanted most to replace.  I think a purple if I see one, too.  Maybe a variegated one. That is it though.


A new Thanksgiving cactus, too.  I’m about done planting up my house now.  It is on to creating grow light areas in a couple new places to boost the light.



Santa came early . . . or late!

I haven’t blogged since fall hit the air.  (And, I adopted a new special needs dog.) But, today warrants a post because I had a new (first time in my “yard”) daylily bloom today.  And, the funny thing is that it was Santa’s Pants . . . seems appropriate for the season.  The other odd thing is that one of my poinsettias is already blooming some.  So, what a great combo.  Summer and winter, together on Halloween.



By way of history, I noticed a scape on Santa’s Pants circa 3 weeks ago – after we fell to 26 degrees.  But, I am optimistic and it was potted, so I moved it into my back porch, with some nights in my bathroom (I have to hang it to cat-proof it) and some warm days in the full sun outside.  The temperature is warmer on the porch, but the light is more direct outside.  It has been a balance. The photos look a little weird inside my porch, but it works.  3 more buds.  Love having blooms into November.


There Goes The Sun

Tonight will be my last nightly blog.  Maybe weekly from here out.  It struck me how dark it was by the time I got off work.  Like, WTH?  The change always seems so quick to me in fall and so slow in the spring.  And, then we set the clocks to make it worse.





Today, though, brought another double Anasazi bloom.  These are such cool flowers!!!  I have wondered if there was a mix-up when they shipped it . . . early/mid bloomer and not a double.  But, it is a rebloomer, so maybe that is why is showed up so late.  I did find a post in the Lily Auction today that said that it can double.  Perhaps it knows it is stealing the show right now with so little competition.





It reminds me a bit of my new Azalea, actually.  Pink frilly blossoms.  Make blooms while the sun shines. Tomorrow starts the 4th month of blooms.  I can’t wait for May!

Speaking of Anasazi, this weekend, I am off to the 4-Corners!



Yellow Punch


Many Blessings

It nears September.  Today, I did musical Amaryllis pots.  Some of my bulbs are 4 feet tall now.  Never doubt that you get more plant if you buy from a nursery vs big box or grocery store.  They are a cool addition to the landscape.  In pots, of course.  I can’t believe it is nearly time to bring them in to hibernate for a bit.  And, my two poinsettias will be a pain to get into bloom, again.  But, I am up for it.



Stella de Oro


And, so I am beginning to plan past daylily season.  I hope to have blooms through September.  Maybe, if another scape appears, they will go into October.   It happened last year . . . into November.  I await my last addition . . . Nurse’s Stethoscope.  I have her pot ready.  As soon as the weird weather passes Kentucky, she will be on her way.



Passionate Returns


It is time to blog less.  I am ready to watch some videos in the evening.  I am taking steps to decide what my new steps will be.  I hope I can get my orchids to bloom this winter! And, keep my new azalea blooming.  I hope this winter brings many blessings.  We shall see.  No matter what, the blooms will help.



Yellow Punch


A little help from my friends

Daylilies bring positive emotion to most folks.  The bright colors are engaging and awe inspiring.  This year, I gave daylilies away to friends and coworkers.  I gave them away at some cost to myself.  Next year, I think I may try to sell some of my daylily offspring to offset the costs of my hobby.



Passionate Returns


This year, though, I chose to give them.  At first, I was just wanting to thin mine so they would do better in the pots.  So, I found takers.  The very cool side effect was seeing friends I had not seen for a while.  One coworker even came to Montrose to pick hers up (well, amongst other errands here).  Wow, makes me wish I lived closer to Colorado Springs where the Daylily Society meetings are.  Life can be isolated in rural America.


Broadening and building resources means keeping our ratios of positivity high.  That helps us reach out to others, thus forming networks of resilience.  I need to be working on that ratio right now.  My job requires an attitude of positivity, always.  It is business, 100%.  That means I need to surround myself in a garden of supportive friends.  The daylilies are a start.

PS – I loved the red yucca pods (above).  They add a fall touch to the yard as the daylilies dwindle,

Savor the Moment

The days are getting shorter.  Although it is hot now . . . as hot as July.  But, still, fall is coming. It is getting dark by the time I get off work at 8 PM.  I am beginning to want to watch Call the Midwife in the evenings and put the blog more on the back burner.  Not yet, but it is coming.


Today, I had one of my big box rebloomers (Pink and Cream) and a red Mexican Daylily (Shellflower).  They are mostly yellow – so I like the red ones.  It is cool they are peaking later than the real daylilies.


It is time for me to begin to consider matters from the heart . . . sadness, anger, grief. Such loss of so much that I wanted for life. I know where it leads . . . and I need to find new soil.   Unreal.  Life feels unreal.  The daylilies have been the perfect pause button.  I am not ready to let them go.  Hoping for several more weeks of the (more) occasional bloom. Savor the moment. Smile 🙂

Double or Nothing

Anasazi is turning out to be a delightful addition to my late bloomers.  She is producing a lot of double blooms.  I only have a couple other doubles, and neither bloomed this year. She was my only flower today . . . otherwise, nothing.


Today, I did the musical pots task.  It was hot, too – 91.  But, it is finished.  No more big digging projects this year.  I up-potted Mesa Verde and Canyon Colors – the size of their root balls was amazing.  I feel sort of sad for the daylilies in the Southwest garden – those pots will be easy to outgrow.  Still, more space than now.  Who knows what ideas I will have for the future?


I also got the drip system rigged up for the border garden pots.  That will go on with the soak hose.  I hope there is enough sun out there.  Oh, who knows what a couple years will bring?  All I know is that another season is winding down . . . yet, so many of the daylilies look so happy to have a chance to grow in good soil with better water retention. The Colorado Plateau has sunshine going for it, though. As long as there aren’t trees in the way, that is.


A Shoebox of Adobe

The way the story was told to me, the Ute Indians put a curse on white men way back when because of how they were treated by “us”.  The curse was that you had to take a shoebox of our adobe clay earth with you when you left or you were destined to always return.  I thought maybe the yucca I planted in the stuff might suffice, but I guess not because I have been back for 12 years.


SW garden after pots.jpg

Each daylily now sits in a buried pot.


I think of the curse as I dig in my Southwestern garden, installing buried pots for most of the daylilies.  That stuff is nasty.  My poor yucca – it never looked good when it was planted in that stuff.  It is either clay or cement . . . no in between.  And, I don’t water houseplants that much.  Cement.



My only bloom today: Passionate Returns


Today, I finished what I plan to finish this year as far as buried pots in the Southwest garden.  I count close to 70 pots out there.  And, 50+ in the front garden – but that is easier.  Way easier.  Now, it is musical daylily pots . . . the big decorative ones.  I literally had to figure out which one I needed to start with so the right pots would be empty for the next step.  But, this is comparatively easy work.  It should move fast.  Then, extend the side yard drip system for pots I am putting out there this year.  Finally, mulch the Southwestern garden.  Then, other than a few side duties, I can put this year to bed.  In a shoebox.  I can’t wait to hike in the desert canyons this fall.  It seems like years since spring.


Water, the giver of life.  Usually.  I watch Hurricane Harvey and think of my days living in Galveston, Texas.  Eighteen years ago?  Where did the time go?  Well, anyway, those days taught about having so much water that it becomes life threatening.  Tonight, my thoughts are with those affected by the storm.



Coral Taco


I live in the desert, so our rain is never close to what they get on the Gulf Coast. Generally, my daylilies beg for more water, not less.  Still, I hold my breath as I try both pots and a drip system in the Southwestern garden.  I worry that they are too dry.  I worry that they are too wet and going to get root rot.  I have 3 makes of pots out there, too . . . so one may be OK and the other not.  In the spring, I will put them all in plastic pots with drainage inserts = that should also keep the tree roots out.  If they all survive the storm.



Passionate Returns


Water.  Life giving.  Most of the time.



Yellow Punch


The Stages of Daylily Obsession

Today, I got a package with daylily roots from one of my favorite places –Shady Rest Gardens.  Well, Doris always sends huge fans . . . and she included some extra fans of two that I ordered.  Two of the ones I ordered were to thicken up some of mine that shrunk in the Southwestern garden.  So, it becomes too much daylily for the pots.  I divided both the new ones into two and put the existing small ones with the smaller division of the new ones.



Pink and Cream


So, now I need to make room in the front or side yard for the extras.  I am giving away a couple that I have doubles of to make room.  And, so it begins . . . which to keep and which to give away?  Is variety better than focusing on favorites?  I have a feeling this problem could get worse before it gets better.  In a way, though, it is nice because you can see how the same cultivator behaves in different conditions in your yard.



Yellow Punch


So, I decided to come up with some stages of daylily obsession:

  1.  You consider daylilies the perfect perennial enough that you favor them when you pick out nursery plants for your garden.
  2. You start noticing more little things about the daylilies you pick . . . like size, shape, and name.
  3. You decide to have daylilies as the dominant plant in at least one garden.
  4. You discover that roots are a cheaper way to fill the space, with more selection.
  5. You discover the auctions and find several reputable daylily root nurseries.
  6. You start to favor some type of bloom or hybridizer.  In my case, it was the Southwestern names of the Ned Robert’s cultivators that caught my eye.
  7. You realize there are billions and billions of the type you want . . . you start collecting. You have to make fairly major garden revisions to host so many.
  8. A year or two later, you have all the ones you want.  They need to be divided and find new homes. It seems weird to have too many.
  9. (I am not here yet) You become a hybridizer and/or farm them to sell.



Coral Taco


Oh, it is my mom’s 100th birthday today.  I wish she could be here to see the Easter Lily Cactus blooms today.  Like daylilies, they only last one day.  I love all their biological features.



Easter Lily Cactus