Daylilies

Evan as a kid I recall enjoying the daylilies that grew along the roadsides in the northeast. I had a growing daylily bed when we lived in Colorado, and years before that I tried to grow some on our property in NC, but they were simply yummy dessert for the deer.  

I have a partially sunny bank in my garden that lost most of the plantings on it last winter. I decided to try some lilies. I looked online for local farms, but didn't see much that had much inventory. So I looked further afield. I stumbled on the website for Oakes Daylilies. I called and chatted about what type of lily might thrive in central Florida. The gal on the phone indicated that they have dormant and evergreen, or semi-evergreen varieties and anything that doesn't require a period of dormancy would grow in our area. 

I took a leap of faith and ordered some plants. I ordered three of each of the following: 

All Fired Up

Touched by Midas

Jungle Princess

I was also given 1 bonus lily. I don't know what it will be....and I'm thinking they don't either!

The lilies came in a box with some air holes. 

The plants come in fans, with anywhere from 3-5 blades. 

A few of them were bundles of two fans, perhaps one with 2 blades and one with three.

Each fan had a nice label identifying the plant. I appreciate the the labels also specified the 

average height of the plant/flower spike (?).

Before the plant's arrival I raked the mulch and oak leaves off the hillside, and dug 10 holes. 

Once the plants arrives they were planted with peat moss to amend the soil,

and were thoroughly watered. A few of the bundled fans were separated (if they were not 

entwined), giving me a few extra plants. I will replace the mulch after I know that all of 

the newly planted bundles are settled in their new homes. (sounds like a reasonable excuse, right?!)

The plants should begin to grow with 2-3 weeks. I know I can'd hold my breath that long,

but I am anxious to see the end results of my investments (time and money). 

Reversion

Last summer I had beautiful impatiens. They have long been one of my favorite landscape flowers, perhaps because we have always lived amongst the trees and impatiens are one of a few flowering plants that will flower profusely with low light. 

This is one of the two arrangements from last year. 

Impatiens are annuals, and even though they were sheltered from the cold, the plants died back. But, not before leaving a healthy crop of seeds to assure that there would be offspring to carry on their genes! The plants began growing this spring as soon as it warmed up and they are now producing flowers. Here is the other pot:

I can't find a picture of this pot from last year, but I know it had several colors of impatiens, and now all the blossoms I see are red. It seems to me that I recall having a similar experience many years ago when I had impatiens bloom in my garden from the previous year's seeds. 

I asked Google about my observations. Mr. A-I-nstein tells me, "Most commercially bought impatiens are hybrids (F1). While they produce seeds, those seeds rarely inherit the specialized color of the parent, instead, reverting to the original dominant color of the species (typically pink, white or red.)"

So I have a bonafide genetics experiment going on in my garden!  Hooray for Mendel!

Potted

 We lost several plants to the freeze. One was an Asparagus Fern that came with the house. The fern was planted in a unique concrete pot made by the previous owners. I wanted to replant with something else, but I couldn't get the rootball left from the previous tenant out of the pot!

I tried carefully turning the pot upside down. Maybe gravity would do its work on it.

It didn't.

I tried taking a dowel and plunging it down the hole, thinking maying that would push the root ball out.

It didn't.

I tried water, thinking that if I forced water in the hole it might wash dirt away from the roots, and the remaining roots making up the ball could fall out.

It didn't.

So today, I went out to the shop and asked the Mister if he had a saw I could use to cut into the root ball and take it out, piece by piece. "Of course," he said, "there's a DeWalt for that!"

I went back to the plant, cut and pulled, and pulled and cut, and used my saw-tooth trowel, and the saw some more. I was finally able to pull the rootball out of the pot. 

I'm thinking the rootball basket that is left (on the right in the picture) may make an interesting planter in its own right! 

A Sew Sew Day

 I am ready to quilt my Lupine and Laughter quilt, but I didn't have a wide backing, or five yards of a coordinating fabric to make a backing, or even five yards of ugly fabric to use as backing. But, I have lots of leftovers from making Lupine & Laughter, and I have lots of other scraps, so I began sewing small pieces together to make larger pieces. 

My process has been to create 9 pieces that are roughly 30" square. Those will then be sewn together to make one piece larger than 80" X 80". It is almost relaxing to grab pieces, sew them, trim them and then find another that kinda fits that spot. 

Sew, I worked on that for a bit, then gathered pieces for the Desert Oasis quilt I've been working on, grabbed my smaller sewing machine and all the necessary sewing accessories (accept the ones I forgot and had to come back to house to get 😜), and trucked it all to the community center to sew with my friends. 

Did I take pictures while I was there? No....did you expect that of me? I was busy sewing, and trimming, and babbling, cackling, blabbing and simply chewing the fat. There were five of us. I found it interesting to hear what all we chatted about. Our conversations covered the gamut: what's for dinner/lunch, silly/stupid things we did as kids and didn't kill ourselves doing, what we are sewing next, what our husbands are doing while we are sewing, our pets, our health (or lack thereof), the wellbeing of our friends, when our next opportunity to sew will be, and sew on and sew forth! 

It was enjoyable. It was relaxing. And then it was time to pack up and head home. Once there I worked in the garden a bit, ran out to ALDI to pick up some veggies and bread (we love their sour dough and their Italian breads) and then back home to feed the wee beasties and water plants around our home as 'hand watering' is permissible after 6 PM.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

I Smell a Rat

When Vicky was one she participated in some FastCAT competitions and earned her first ranking of B-CAT. FastCAT is a lure chasing event managed by AKC. A plastic bag lure is pulled in front of a dog leading them on a 100 yard dash as fast as they can go. Vicky ran 19.6 mph in her last race. Kaitlyn was two days too young to participate the first time, but she was able to take an introductory class and seemed to love it. During one of the fun runs she pulled or tore her CCL. We decided that perhaps racing our dogs as fast as they could go was not such a great idea!

However, while we were at the events holding FastCAT there were other competitions going on, including Dock Diving, Agility, Obedience and Barn Hunt, to name a few. Both the Mister and I were intrigued by Barn Hunt. In this competition dogs must find one or more hidden rats (housed in sturdy PVC containers with air holes) hidden in, on, or around hay bales. I thought Kaitlyn would love this task. 

Wednesday we took both dogs to an introductory session at a training facility about an hour from us . The trainer showed each dog (individually) a rat in a cage and I was to praise the dog for 'engaging' with the rat. The trainer moved the caged along the floor and encouraged the dog to follow, again earning lots of praise and pats and scritches from me. Then the trainer draped a little straw over the cage, having me ask the dog to find it, praising and showing great joy when she stopped and sniffed, or pawed at the cage or assumed 'play' position in front of the cage. The trainer had each dog do this a few times, then gave them a break to 'think about it'. 

Each dog had two other opportunities to find rats. The second and third time there were two rats; one in the cage and one in a tube. On the third experience for each dog, one of the rat cages was placed up on a hay bale. It had already been suggested that I encourage the dogs to go through tunnels formed by the hay bales, and to climb on them. Both dogs are familiar with tunnels as we have played with some agility equipment before, and jumping up on the hay bales was not an obstacle for either of them. I think Kaitlyn actually enjoyed going through the various tunnels. 

There's a rat in the tube below Vicky's nose.

You can make out the PVC plug at the bottom of the picture, on the left.

Nope! No rat here!

I didn't see either dog demonstrate much enthusiasm for this 'sport', but they are still trying to figure out what it was I was asking of them. I'll continue taking them to some more training sessions and see how it goes. The "Mister" is ready to get a rat, make a tube for it and make some mazes with hay bales in our barn! I think the tail may be wagging the dog....but wait, our dogs don't have tails, so that wouldn't work!!

Today's Kill

 I remember seeing a picture of my grandfather as a young man standing in front of a structure where a few dozen ducks were hanging; the spoils from his hunt. It was unsettling to me. 

But, today I had my own booty: a baker's dozen of Sabal Palm seedlings... 

and it doesn't bother me in the least! 

We have 4 Sabal Palms, also called Cabbage Palms, behind our house. They are messy plants, and definitely not my choice! The lower branches of the palms die. They hang onto the tree for a while, making it look like the tree is sick, then they break off leaving a "boot" behind. This is the "Y" shaped base that straddles the trunk. It is what makes the area under the fronds look like some sort of lattice.  The boots also eventually fall off. More stuff to pickup! 

And if the fronds and the boots aren't messy enough, each spring several flower stalks, up to 7 feet in length, emerge with thousands of tiny flowers, that turn into thousands of seeds. The good news is that the flowers and seeds feed a variety of wildlife. The bad news is that the seeds that aren't eaten (lots and lots of them) sprout when they fall to the ground. I am constantly pulling them up.

However, if they aren't pulled out promptly they will become secure in the ground and required a shovel and some elbow grease to get them out. 

All palm seedlings, take notice, I am waging war on you! I will continue to dig you out. I will search for each of one of you that dares to put down a root and grow, even the tiniest bit. I will cut you off at the knees, well, I'll cut your flower stalks, at least those I can reach with a tree trimmer. I do not want you here! 

Despite the fact that I don't like them in my garden, I am fascinated by the structure of the 'root'.  It's like an upside down carrot, with a smooth round bottom end, and a point growing up the sides of the frond stalks. The palm grows wider before it begins to put on height. It can take 15 or more years before the tree begins to show height, and at that point whatever the diameter of the base is, is the final diameter of the tree. Unlike most trees, the palm does not put on growth rings each year. 

Wet Dreams

Did that get your attention! LOL

We are wishin', and hopin', and thinkin' and praying' about rain. We have not had enough. We don't see much coming in the near future. The water management district has declared a "Modified Phase III “Extreme” Water Shortage." We are allowed to water lawns between midnight and 4 AM on Monday* morning. As we have more than an acre, we may also water between 8 PM and midnight on Monday. The water district does permit 'hand watering' and 'micro irrigation', and that may be done before 8 AM or after 6 PM. We can only wash a car on our lawn watering day, and restaurants can only provide water to diners if it is requested. The days and timing of watering haven't changed, but a strict policy of citations and fines is part of the change. 

Apparently, in addition to a 13" deficit in water amounts for the year,  the water in our aquifers is dropping, and of course, more and more people and businesses are coming to the area putting increasing burdens on our water resources.

I felt we needed to maximize the use of our irrigation system for plantings immediately around the house. I robbed every spray can top I could find as I wanted straight-sided containers to place around the yard and measure the amount of water each area receives. The answer: not enough! I'll run the test a few more times as I adjust the times for each zone, and possibly adjust sprinkler heads. 

What will the future hold? It's scary to see changing weather patterns across the world and experience the effects. 

* Watering days are determined by the last numeral of everyone's address

What Makes Me Happy?

 Earlier this week I was asked to pick a word that described or defined me. I chose JUGGLER. I've written about it before, but the suggestion made me rethink it, and I realized that I am happiest when I am juggling several things at one time, and moving forward with each thing. 

Now, don't get me wrong, if I have too many things up in the air, or if there are deadlines that are out of my control, or if my time is limited, then the juggling may produce stress, and that brings no joy at all. I do not thrive on stress.

But, this week I juggled a number of projects. I worked on cleaning up our lanai and front porch. The weather is perfect for sitting outside, and the oak trees are finished with most of their pollen production that results in a coat of yellow dust on everything! I worked a bit in the garden, pulling annoying weeds, removing some plants that didn't make it through the winter, and repotting and replacing a few plants to fill the voids. I wrote a letter to a friend; a real paper and pen sort of letter! And, I worked on quilting a few quilts on the long arm machine and sewing pieces of fabric together for another quilt. 

Working with the long arm machine has brought me the most satisfaction this week (I think!). I am getting to the point where I know what buttons to push to tell the machine what I need it to do. And I can do this without laying the manual out on the quilt next to me so I can follow each step, moving my finger along the text! Today I am finishing my "Pinwheel" quilt. I finished the top of this quilt two years ago. What I especially like about the finished quilt is that I changed it up to make it mine! This is the original pattern. 

I used fabric that I had purchased at Missouri Star, the publisher of the pattern, in 2016!

So, here it is 2026...ten years later, and it looks like I might actually finish the quilt!

Once I finished the quilt in 2024 I realized that I did not care for the open spaces in the middle of the stars. That's where I changed up the pattern! I ripped open the seams and inserted folded triangles in a way that made the four pieces look like a child's pinwheel.

I knew when I put those pieces in that I would have to be careful quilting around them. I didn't realize that I would be telling a machine not to quilt around them! 

Here's a closer look at the pinwheel. You can see how the foot and needle of the machine could easily be tripped up by the pieces of the pinwheel. 

Here's a shot of the computer screen and the block.

On the screen you might be able to see the red line forming a square, set on point.

That's where I told it not to stitch....

and it worked! 

I'll soon be on the last pass of the long arm quilting machine. Thus, I will need to roll the quilt up, one more time and realign the needle to where the quilt is now positioned. I'll need to redefine the edges and the bottom of the quilt, and push "Start". 

If all goes well....my quilt will be sewn according to the design!

My Bonnie Lies Over the Long Arm

 I finally completed the 'flimsy' of Lupine and Laughter, Bonnie Hunter's 2025-26 Mystery Quilt. 

Ta daaaaa!

And, of course, no quilt is acceptable until it gets the 

Two Corgi seal of approval!

(and is thus blessed with Corgi glitter)

Iron Deficiency?

 During the pandemic I became enamored with online auctions. I didn't go overboard with it, but I did come across some interesting finds. One was a collection of toy irons. I have since added a few toys and salesmen's models since then:

While we were in Asheville I came across another iron. 

I asked the Mister if this should become part of my collection,

because obviously, my collection was lacking!

The iron was created by Reed Todd a quirky nod to the

"flat iron" building in Asheville, built in 1927. 

Escape Room

I had never participated in an 'escape room' adventure until my family came to Lake Lure. It seemed like a good family activity, and it didn't disappoint! 

We participated in "Merlin's Apprentice" at Lake Lure Escape Games, helping fairytale characters solve riddles in order to escape. We were led to a room with a large, central console. The console had drawers and doors and lights and sounds that all did their thing if we touched the correct buttons, in the correct sequence. There were interesting objects and illustrations on the walls that may or may not have been clues. We were asked not to take pictures so as not to ruin other's fun, but I had to take a few (and they didn't really give away any of the puzzles!)

For just over an hour we rolled up our sleeves and worked together to solve a number of puzzles. It was so much fun to watch the family interact. Everyone participated and each of us played a key role in solving one or more of the puzzles. 

Puzzles were presented on various sized panels,

and a reusable tablet was provided to jot down notes.

Ah hah! 

Chris thinks he has found something...

Could it be over there?

Yes! 

This has to be it!

Yup! 

We rocked that puzzle!

We ultimately solved all of the puzzles, 

needing hints on two of them.

.... most important,

we escaped the escape room!

Truth be told...

it took us slightly longer than the allotted hour,

but the puzzle master wanted to boost our egos!

Lake Lure Escape Games has another 'game' - it takes place in an elevator in the '20s

That sounds like it might be fun for a group of our contemporaries...

maybe we should have a 20's themed party and participate in escaping from the elevator!!

What Were They Thinking?!!

 Seriously?

It makes one wonder!

Last year we bought a used motorhome. When we transferred our belongings from the old motorhome to the new-to-us motorhome we realized that the new-to-us RV didn't have the vacuum accessories. Odd that someone would take them off when they traded in the RV, but, OK, so be it. We took the accessories from the RV we were trading in, and then found out that we needed a different hose.

I finally ordered it. It was delivered to NC where we stayed last week. I could vacuum. (And with two Corgis, I must vacuum!) 

Yesterday we were packing up to head home. The new-to-us RV is going to stay on the lot in NC. As I mentioned, I was packing up. I needed a few shopping bags to transport our stuff. I usually fold them and toss them behind the seats in the RV. 

There I was, practically standing on my head looking for the bags behind the seats. The one I was specifically looking for was my large blue IKEA bag. If you have shopped at IKEA, you know. It's a great conveyance for clothes. It holds a lot. 

So, as I said, I'm practically standing on my head, and I see a corner of blue material peeking out from a space under the arm rest of the chairs. I reach down and tug. Tug some more, and ever so slowly I pulled out .....

a bag of vacuum accessories! A bag of brand new, never used vacuum accessories! 

What?! The former owners never vacuumed? The former owners never had an occasion to practically stand on their heads to search for something behind the seats? The former owners never saw that little piece of blue poking out from a space that extends under the arm rest, and can ONLY be accessed from the back! 

Brand new vacuum accessories:

Where they were hidden:

I can't fathom the thinking that may (or may not) have gone into the decision to tuck away the bag of accessories in that location 

A Magical Spot

A picture just doesn't do it justice.

This is our special grotto, with a bridal veil fall of water

that looks like strings of pearls. 

What you can't judge in the picture is that everything 

above the heads of my son and grandkids rises vertically. 

The picture makes it looked steeply sloped, 

but drips from the top most ridge fall on the lip of the ridge below it,

and they fall on the edge below,

and so forth, until the last drips fall into a small pool behind the kids. 

It's a short, but fairly steep hike to get to the falls.

I spent a few hours earlier this week trimming laurel out of the way

for most of the ascent. 

Our son made comments about how neat it would be to create a walkway,

perhaps with a little bridge, and some steps,

all leading to the falls where there would be a small bench

to rest on and enjoy the water music. 

The Mister and I had similar thoughts over the years!

 

Picnic Rock

Then...

My sons, David and Chris

1997

Now....

My grandkids, Kellan and Lex

(That's poison ivy up there...Kellan wasn't too keen in sitting down!)

 

Grove Arcade

On our recent trip to Asheville we came across the Grove Arcade. This is a beautiful building that was  one of America's first indoor malls, opening in 1929. After renovations at the turn of the century, the building has been returned to its original purpose and houses boutiques, offices and restaurants. I was entranced by the design and the art of the building. They don't build them like this any more!

I was curious about the purpose of the ramps that zig and zag up the outside of the building. 

A bit of reading and I now know they were for pedestrians, 

including women with strollers, 

to access a roof garden where they often had music and tea.

The floor gently slopes from one entrance, downhill to another.

Spiral stairs, currently adorned with huge paper flowers,

allow access to a balcony with access to more spaces, possibly some apartments.

I think this may have been a 'communication hub'

housing a bank of payphone...back in the day!

I found this Grove Arcade web site which can take you on a tour of the building and 

offers a bit more history. 

The building is on the National Register of Historic Places.

A Trip Along Alt 74 in NC

 From the twists and turns of Ms. Pac-Man at the PinBall Museum ....

To the twists and turns of Alt. 74 between Asheville and Chimney Rock, NC.

This was always our favorite route from Lake Lure area to Asheville.

The Mister loves driving the curves.

Although Google Maps showed the route being open, 

we may or may not have slipped through a barrier 

showing the road was closed to all but local traffic.

Well, we were kinda local, right?! 

Areas of the road were reduced to a single lane due to undermining of the road

from the waters of Hurricane Helene.

There were three areas manned controlled by stoplights. 

You could see some of the washed out areas,

but what you couldn't see, unless you knew the area, were the washed away buildings.

Many of them.

Parts of the highway have been shored up and rebuilt.

Other parts have been created along new paths where what remained of the

valley was too steep or narrow to carve out a new section of road.

The road used to be on the far left of the picture, 

near the buildings you can see. There's not enough room to remake the road there. 

You can see a bit of the former highway on the left, 

its destination is now covered by a dirt slide. 

The reshaping of this valley, 

the moonscape that has been left,

is hard to stomach. 

One wonders if its beauty will ever return....

probably not in my lifetime.

And to think that this is only one small area of North Carolina 

that suffered such destruction from the storm. 

The story is retold in countless other villages and towns that were

flooded and lost structures and infrastructure.