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Hosta crisis!


And more, just because I'm happy with my street-front garden:


The winter squash are coming up (foolishly, I sprayed the leaves with water, but since it's early in the day sunny, I don't think I'm attracting the mildew's evil eye:


The beans (Scarlet Runners, because I like the name, in this photo):


(I'm seeing a few of the leaves are a little lacy; but it seems that happens right when they come out of the ground? Or is there some beastie I need to worry about?)

The bean poles:


NOTE Gardeners, note the new Department! Also, so we can easily find all references to plants again, I suggest you put the names of plants that you're posting about in the Tags box. That way, all the posts about Winter Squash will show up on one page.

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Submitted by gob on

I'm growing some kind of ornamental bean (got the beans from my neighbor) on a trellis. The early leaves near the ground are getting chomped by (I presume) slugs, but as they shoot magically up the higher leaves are intact. So your "lacy" leaves may be fine.

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Submitted by Monkeyfister on

Those scarlet runner pole beans are going to get HUGE, and will put out tons of beans all summer for you-- they are what I grow. Their flowers are a real treat in the garden.

OK. I'm gonna brag on ya-- I picked my first yellow summer squash today, I've already eaten my first beans, and get this-- I ate my first Big Boy Tomato this morning. It didn't even make it into the house-- I wiped it off and ate it like an apple right then and there.

As far as I can tell from five years of experience, the longer growing season is the only thing worth a shit about the South. I'd gladly give that up for some hint of culture that doesn't involve catfish and red-eye gravy.


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Submitted by bringiton on

Thank you, lambert, ever so for the photos. All the difference trying to visualize what you've got going on. And yes the pansies look lovely and the hostas are gorgeous. No such thing as too many hostas.

Odds are gog is right about the lacy leaves, little black slugs that you'll have to get up very early in the morning to catch. Small, shallow pans of saturated salt water, sited in the ground right at dirt level, attract and destroy them. Don't spill.

Submitted by jawbone on

BTW, those hosta will probaly spread and spread and spread....

I dug some out one, offered them free to people, and some which were never picked up, which I did not heel in or put in pots? They just kept on growing and succeeded beatifully in a totally unprepared area. Tenacious plants.

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Submitted by Monkeyfister on

Beer. Slugs LOVE IT. They crawl into it, get drunk, and drown. Bury a few bottles 1/3rd full of "dregs" so that the mouth of the bottle is even with the soil amongst your lettuces, cabbages, and other veggies that get slugged. Every few days, replace the bottles. You can fill little tins with it as well. Just push them into the soil, so the lip is even with the soil.

Another alternative for those who do wood-framed raised-bed gardening, as I do, is to go to the hardware store or roofing supply store, and get some copper tape. It's used for flashing, comes in a good-sized roll. Just ask the guy at the counter. Nail the copper ribbon around the top edge of the wood box frame. It conducts electricity in the slug's slime when the the slug tries to cross it. Slugs will not go over it. Every now and then, rub some BRASSO over it to keep it shiny. Beer inside, copper on the perimeter. this works for snails as well.


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Submitted by orionATL on

beautiful garden, beautiful photos.

putting up photos is another skill i need to learn.

apparently, in your neck of the woods, all that ill-wind (and rain) last week blew you some good.

as for "notre jardin",

i thought that was in paris;

modern technology is wonderful.

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Submitted by basement angel on

I'm one of those Angelenos who has to use Google street view to find a damn tree. I can't imagine a garden anymore.

How lovely.

If we are the ones we have been waiting for, then we have met the enemy and he is us.

Submitted by [Please enter a... (not verified) on

Seriously. Those are gorgeous rocks. What are they, bluestone? Look like it anyway, not that i am a serious geomorphologist or anything.

On the other hand I have an irrational loathing for hostas. No idea where it came from, other than that they are boring and just sit there all floppy-leaved and as best I can tell don't produce flowers so have no real reason for being. Aside from that they are, I suppose, serving some purpose in the great Scheme of Life and all. I wouldn't go out of my way to step on one or anything.

But those rocks are terrific. When I needed flat stones, back when I had the money for such things, all I could find was some limestone (?) i was told came out of a quarry in Arkansas. They are loaded with fossils and sometimes when I am sitting on them looking for fish in the pond I contemplate having a classroom of kids from the local school out on the promise of showing them dinosaurs. Then asking them to look around the pond until they find them. I can picture some serious mind-flipping going on...

great pix. Good looking vegetables. I'm hoping for tomatoes in maybe a week or 2, a couple are getting to good size but showing no signs of reddening yet so I dunno. It was an odd spring here, cool and rainy by w. TN standards.
Guy across the road is just now harvesting his wheat (?? could be some kind of hay; it looks like what he has further down the road which is now bundled up in those huge round bales, which I also thought was wheat, so whadda I know.) Hope he gets a good yield, we need the stuff and so does he; he planted this after his corn got all burnt up in the drought last year.

Another weird aspect of it is that I think I have discovered where the term "hay fever" comes from. I've lived in the midst of huge fields of corn, soybeans and cotton over the years. Never had any reaction to them, not at planting, ripening, spraying or harvesting. But since the harvest of the wheat started across the road I am sneezing my ass off. Not doing my new career as a telephone pollster any good at all I gotta say (whachooo!) although it isn't doing any detectable harm yet either.

Be kind to your pollster, people. Do not hang up on her, do not curse at her, just do the damn survey, okay? It's not telemarketing, it's not fundraising, it's not identity theft, it's just data collecting. And it's for science, if statistics can be counted as such. Think of it as like giving blood: it feels so good once it's over with.

thank you.

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Submitted by Swift Loris on

This is sort of off-topic, but sort of on as well. My sister, who uses the handle gyrfalcon (you may have seen her comments on TalkLeft), is very anxious to register here on Corrente, among other reasons so she can participate in the gardening and home repair threads.

She applied through the Web site a couple of days ago but hasn't even gotten the autoresponse saying approval is pending. She sent you an email. She also tried to register weeks ago with no success.

Is there anything you can do to facilitate her
registration? I'd very much appreciate it (and obviously so would she).


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Submitted by orionATL on

from my experience, approval moves very slowly here, so slowly that i had forgotten i had asked for permission to speak when i finally received it.

maybe your note will help facilitate.

if your sister writes half as well as you do, she would be a real asset.

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Submitted by Swift Loris on

She writes *better* than I do, and she's a lot more knowledgeable about politics, as well as about gardening and home repair, so I think she'd be a great addition here.

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Submitted by bringiton on

I’m off to weed my Mother’s crappy little front lawn, by hand. I divide the area into sixths, and for each one completed I reward myself with a cold beer. The neighbors are all out, a glorious California summer day in the mid-70s, blue sky and a light breeze. Little children will wander over and ask what I’m doing, they always do; what with the wonder of modern herbicides, I am apparently the only one they ever see prying out weeds with a tool. We’ll talk about the environment, for which they care a great deal more than do their parents. Teachable moments, one little seedling of thought, planted and nurtured; you just never know.

The Norteños across the street are having a birthday for someone, the boombox is blasting tejano and ranchero and the bbq grill is smoking. Sometime later I’ll wander over with a couple of cold ones as an offering to el Jefe and get myself some home cooked rice and beans and tamales and a burrito and some marinated tri-tip. Sometimes they make ice cream by hand, mango or pineapple or coconut. Topped with melted chocolate and cinnamon; aie, perfecto. I do love multiculturalism.

Meanwhile, from Katinka Matson, who does miraculous things with brush and paint:


Submitted by hipparchia on

stunning colors, incredible detail, and the scale! oh, my! fabulous flowers. thanks for bringing her work to my attention.

i haven't been keeping up with advances lately in the digital imaging field, so this was total nerd nirvana for me, reading about the optics of lenses and scanners, and printer resolution, and photoshop. but other than kelly's three-paragraph tour through all of art history in the introduction, i didn't see nary a mention of brush nor paint [except that which comes out of inkjet printers]. did i miss something?

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Submitted by bringiton on

Have you ever started out with one thought and then part way through had another thought and then the two merge somehow and then very odd things come out that don’t make much sense?

No, of course you haven’t; what could I be thinking?

Not clearly, that’s for sure. I’d intended to put up a painting of flowers, but then changed my mind and decided to put up the Matson print instead. Switched out the names, changed the link, forgot to rewrite the rest of the sentence. Two out of three; could, I suppose, be worse.

Thanks for pointing out the mistake, h; always grateful to those who straighten me out when I err.

Submitted by hipparchia on

actually, i'm so easily distracted, i'm not sure i've ever in my life finished the thought i started out with.

the flowers were lovely, the technical discussions were nirvana, i thank you for the 2 out of three.