Friday, December 19, 2014

- The yin and yang of gardening: A tale of the planter and the pruner

The blog posts about brush whacking and grass growing in the Hill Country were written from the admittedly biased viewpoint of yours truly. I should add that my family nickname is "The Mad Pruner" and this is but one of my recent efforts, soon to be chipped into mulch by our faithful arborists ...


Don, on the other hand, is the creator of our many rock gardens. 

He's been able to transplant reportedly tetchy natives like mealy blue sage and Zexmenia from the floodplain, and the plants he purchases from local nurseries absolutely thrive ...


Also under his watch, the Mexican feather and buffalo grasses have spread, while numerous Agaves and Spanish daggers have been artfully relocated ...




My forte, on the other hand, is building compost heaps from assiduous cactus whacking efforts ...


and I'm definitely better at hauling rocks and dumping them around the perimeter of the burn pile than placing them artfully into useful plant beds. Fortunately, we both love a good fire, so when the weather is right, we're always ready ...


And somehow in the end, between the adding and the taking away, things seem to take root and grow ...

Stewards we aspire to be, Tweedledum and Tweedledee.