Category Archives: Flora

Wisteria Envy

Perhaps the garden soil wants some food,or maybe west is not the way to face,or (likeliest) by too much shade I’m screwed,but my wisteria does not keep pacewith all the neighbor vines around my place.Where those abound with blooms, I’ve … Continue reading

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Swamping

Continuing to disagree with whatthey choose to do in landscaping out front(I neither view nor use that garden, butI wish they had more taste), their latest stuntincludes more agapanthus, to be blunt,than any drought-resistant quadrant needs.And even so, they puddled … Continue reading

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Dead Tree

I don’t know what variety it was,but there are three adjacent to the fence.I’m noticing it recently, becausethe guy who tends the garden pointed thencea month ago. Its death conveyed no sense,but he and I intend to make amendsto dirt … Continue reading

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Echeveria

We planted succulents a year ago.Removing ivy and some old bamboo,I wanted drought-resistant green to grow,intent to tuck the roots in rocks. But yousaid soil wouldn’t stay in place, and sowe wedged in pots (some hidden, some in view).They did … Continue reading

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Hardscape

They don’t need rain or food or much of dirt.Insecticide has no role in their growth.They may not be attractive, but no hurtbefalls them from neglect. They bloom in bothconcrete and asphalt, able to exerttheir vigor – willing, drilling, never … Continue reading

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Unjunipered

We had a hedge of juniper to hate,disgracing where the sidewalk meets the yard.A volunteer removed it, to abatehis gratitude for staying here rent-free.He piled in the garden all the weightof aged branches, needles, scales and twigs(we’ll pay someone to … Continue reading

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Immigrant

A white rose that I know I didn’t plantemerged outside my kitchen recently.I don’t choose roses – me they don’t enchant,though I regard this garden decently.I’m not a fan of foliage like theirs,and I’d prefer to live without the thorns,but … Continue reading

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Unmoribund

At least 2 times a week I pass this tree,and I have worried that it might be dead.Well-shaped and large, it’s shown no greenerywhen all around are plants a-bud in bedor trellis-woven, fenced or blooming free.I’ve longed to see it … Continue reading

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May Garden

It’s time to turn the sprinklers on. TodayI checked the settings and I flipped the switch.We used to wait until the end of May,but winter didn’t pour on rain enough.The situation elsewhere’s worse. They saythat west of Rocky Mountains all … Continue reading

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Naked Limbs

My route to BART is level, scenic, fine.It passes through two neighborhoods of storesand blocks of homes and gardens that alignwith asphalt streets and concrete walks. Outdoorsis lovely all the way, adorned with scoresof trees. I notice one specifically:well-shaped and … Continue reading

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