Chilly to start, then slowly warmed up.
I woke up to a very nice Continental breakfast served on the breakfront at the Davidson Guest House.
It was a relaxed day, leisurely breakfast and resting until meeting as a group at 11:30. Then we went to an exquisite home and garden for a tour and lunch.
At Davidson College for the annual symposium XXXIII.
We had lunch at the home of the symposium co-founder, Margaret Zimmerman and her husband, Price. Larry Mallichamp led us on the tour. Dr. Mellichamp has been a professor in the Biology Dept. at the University of North Carolina at Charlotte since 1976, and is the Director of UNC Charlotte Botanical Gardens.
We all reunited for dinner, including Dr. Tallamy at the Bragg’s barn. The grounds were breathtaking and the dinner a delight!
To a sold out crowd, the speakers of the Davidson Symposium XXXIII talks went off without a hitch. It was one of the most memorable days in my speaking career.Nothing excited me more than getting this message on fb from Thomas Rainer: “You were a delight to meet! Loved your talk and outlook . . . many wise lessons I will take with me.” Thomas wrote Planting in a Post Wild World. This book is truly a new look at gardening, and is the wave of our future.
Back to work! And boy am I tired. Five days made such a big difference in the the blooms. Everything was so alive when I returned.
Dovecote–Deadheaded daffodils. Cut off some dead edges of the dwarf mondo grass, Ophiopogon japonicus ‘Nana’,
The Goat–Dead-leafed, weeded, picked up leaves.
Bank–Weeded, raked, mulched.
Hair Salon–Weeded and added mulch to the beds surround the hair salon. The liriope was also cut back. So now I can officially say I have added to all the beds in my care. Thew! While in this area, I heavily pruned a camellia. It looks so much better now. Over the years, it had been cut back to keep from touching the building or passer-byres, so most of the leaves were at the tip of the branches. I opened it up a lot, reducing at least one branch tip for every long branch.
Went to Southern States to look at a bird bath Greg liked. The baby chicks were in, so I picked up four–2 Buff Oringnot and 2 sss.
The Nest, formally known as the Admin Bldg–Filled the feeders and watered. I’ve been given approval to put a bird bath in the middle of the grassy area.
Chatted with Greg about the pillows I’ve placed around some of the Inn Rooms in my care. While he loves them, and is very happy that I took the initiative, Theresa Chiettini, the general manager of Fearrington Village Center doesn’t believe they match the Fearrington style, but likes the idea of pillows and will look for ones with a a more appropriate look. Of course, my focus was on a garden-y look. To that end, the Inn gardens where I’ve placed them, look marvelous!
Day’s off kill me! 😉 I ordered 12 cu. yds. composted leaf mulch to be delivered Friday. So today, I did the final cutbacks of the year. I also picked up sticks, rocks, leaves. The front, in particular, needs a goodly amount of mulch. Friday can’t come fast enough.
Got the new girls settled in their temporary box. They have feed, water, and fresh bedding. The heat light is centered in the box, so they can cool off by stepping away, or warm up huddled under the light. With the temperatures dropping, I suspect, they will be huddled up the next three night as a minimun.
David, Lily, and I went to Elizabeth Galecke’s opening reception at the Ackland Museum Store in Chapel Hill, NC. It was a wonderful event, and I’m so proud of my friend. I bought one of her color photos of a shot from the JC Raulston Arboretum. I remember her taking it well. I didn’t see what she saw, but when I saw the final picture, to got it right away.
You don’t make a photograph just with a camera. You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved. ~Ansel Adams
I have the whole day to myself. I’m not alone, but I have no commitments. Yes, I’m HAPPY!
Daylight savings time–spring ahead! Finally!
My friend, Debbie Ludas, brought over some violets to add to the ones I have. There were white Viola canadensis, Canada violets, native to north Western NC, found on White Oak Road before houses 60 years ago. There was a pile of blue and white Confederate violets, Viola sororia priceana, and dark purple leaf, Viola labradorica, now known as Viola riviniana Purpurea Group.
Lily and I even found time to go to the movies. We went to see Moonlight, but we’re disappointed. It was so slow, and we never got the point. Somehow the Acadamy thought it was Best Picture worthy.
Something interesting happened; something we have heard others do, and it is something I might do, but now it was our turn to be on the receiving end. We received a letter from a family wanting to buy our house. At first I figured they wrote to everyone on the block, but he went in great details about the garden. Oh yes, that’s the garden that my husband said to me one day that I’ve gardened it to the point that I’ve reduced the value. Ha! Oh and I did bring that up when I showed him the letter. “Honey,’ I said, “remember you mentioned that horrible thing you said about my garden and the value the house?” Well, to this he replayed, “Hmm, yes, what’s coming next can’t be good.” I told him about the letter and he finally apologized. That was nice. But it turns out he doesn’t want to downsize, and after the fact that I accepted we would in a couple of years.
Out of respect and curiosity, I called the letter author to see what he had in mind.
When I woke, I looked to the street to see if it was snowing. It wasn’t; but when I went to the back of the house, it was. Crazy, right. The flakes are very small and coming down slow. It’s pretty, but it doesn’t look like anything we need to worry about.