Monday, June 09, 2008

I took a photograph of you in the herbaceous border

This summer I am sticking to the game plan. Six pots of annuals, that's it.

Back before I realised that gardening was a fancy word for hard work, I used to fill 25-30 pots with annuals every year. I must have been insane. And this was at a time when I was building raised beds and laying retaining walls and nurturing newly planted perennials. I am so much wiser (and lazier) now. I figure it's the garden's turn to do some of the work.

A few days ago I had to hang around the opposite corner of the city for a couple of hours, so I planned a trip to a major greenhouse there during that time to buy my bedding plants. This particular greenhouse has a reputation for being the place for all your gardening needs. It was pouring buckets and bloody cold, so I figured I would pretty much have the place myself. And I did, but maybe it wasn't the weather that was keeping people away in droves.

The greenhouse was huge! And the bedding out section looked to be at least an acre ... of nothing.

I went painstakingly up and down every row and section, searching for something that I could bear to look at all summer long, and all I could see were geraniums, petunias, and marigolds. The biggest greenhouse I have ever seen in my life and all they carry are geraniums, petunias, and marigolds?

After some fine-toothed combing I finally managed to suss out some fuchsias, impatients, verbena, lobelia, ivy, and ornamental grasses. Nothing very exotic. But at least the meager selection kept my overbuying tendencies at bay.

And today the cat would not come outside to help me fill the garden pots, and she normally loves gardening, because there is a homicidal maniac blue jay hanging around our yard and every time Sputty goes outside, the blue jay gets all up in her grill.

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Radiohead chillin. Here's Thom channeling Beth Gibbons:


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For those of you who like to compare and contrast, here's the original by Portishead - The Rip.

13 comments:

Allison said...

Ah, gardening. I would probably love it if I had not been put to work so much as a child making sure the garden looked perfect.

That's a good cover of The Rip...I still prefer the original but I always welcome a chance to see the Thom head bob. ;)

Westcoast Walker said...

Geeze.. Thom can just roll out of bed and sacrifice personal hygiene in the name of putting more wonderful music out into the world. I love how in the digital age he can record a very contemporary cover version and just put it out there for the sake of it.

Great choice, that is probably one of the high points from the latest Portishead as well - thanks for posting this!

justacoolcat said...

Gardening?

My hair looks a lot like Thom's right now.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Nobody does a head bob quite like our Thom, Al. I do love it when musicians share the covers they are playing with. It's sort of like the rest of us playing Smoke on the Water, only it doesn't suck when they do it.
I was forced into child labour in the garden too, but with me it was tending vegetables.

I agree that his hair looks slightly more bed-heady than usual, Westcoast Walker, but I'm willing to bet he's actually been up for hours.
You are so right, there's an immediacy to the music now that is quite exhilarating. I love the internet!

Did you just get up, JustA?

URBAN BLONDE said...

Still loving the rain Barb?

Is the perfect curl on your head winning out over the your newly planted and now drowning lobelia? LOL

bloody awful poetry said...

Awesome cover. I can't actually see it, but I know it's awesome.
Radiohead were actually on Malaysian radio a couple weeks back! Fake Plastic Trees played while we were in the car on the way to somewhere. It was lucky I wasn't driving or I'd have crashed into something.

leazwell said...

Geraniums, petunias and marigolds are on the list of my least liked annuals. However, last year we received free marigolds with purchase and they were bold and brassy all summer. I may just give them another try this year.

Gifted Typist said...

Yes, I too tried to convince myself that I would like gardening. I ran out and bought hundreds of impatiens. They grew for a few months, looked nice, then died and I had to take them out again.

Annuals are a mug's game. Perennials are the way to go

Strawberry Blondie said...

Your stories of garden supply shopping make the hard work sound fun!

I don't blame your cat for hiding from the homicidal blue jay. Those things are scary when they're irate! We had a nest of them in my parents' front yard one year and we had to use the back door to get in and out for weeks until their babies hatched and left the nest. My (balding) dad ended up with nasty little peck marks all over his head the one time he dared to use the front entrance and pass their tree.

So, be careful when gardening - nature is scary!

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I admit I've had quite enough of the rain by the point, Urban Blonde. Let's save a little of this stuff up for August, shall we?

It's a good thing I wasn't driving while I was reading your comment, BAP, or I would have crashed into a tree as well. Radiohead on the radio - I think that's the first sign of the Apocalypse, isn't it?

Those brassy marigolds! They certainly are hardy, I will give them that, Leazwell. I do tend to go for the purples and blues in flowers though. And I've only ever seen orange and yellow marigolds.

I've got primarily perennials, too, Gifted, and have even gotten to the point where I have stopped watering them. It's do or die, garden!

Spoken like a true city dweller, Strawberry Blondie! And I concur - nature is damned scary, but it's never the cougars or the bears that get you, it's the innocent looking creatures like the birds and rabbits (and some would say the squirrels). And I'm sure your dad would agree.

phlegmfatale said...

Pretty flowers and stuff. Can I come live wit choo, baby?

phlegmfatale said...

lobelia are just about my favorite color. love the intense blues- to ultraviolet.

Thom's voice is like nectar.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Thom's nectar-like voice does fit in well amongst the flowers, Phlegmfatale. And I love the lobelia as well, especially the brilliant blue ones with the white centres.