We need to find a place to live, and that means I might lose my three dogs that I love dearly (as well as two of the four cats, as my oldest son who lives with me is leaving the sinking ship and will take his cat with him, and dear old Pester's aka "Old Krusty the Kat" will go to my youngest son who now lives with his girlfriend and two children not far from here. To pack my gardening books, my life, and face harsh realities is easy when you have the emotional support of someone who is solid and real and who feels deeply about life with you. Soooo, when son moves out (whenever that happens, and it might be when the mortgage company initiates foreclosure which is just a matter of time) the internet will be shut off again. But I have my yahoo account address, and unless the car financing company repossesses the only transportation I have before I can relocate to a hospitable place where I can catch a bus or walk to work, I will check my e-mail's at the library as I did this summer when the crap was starting to hit the fence.
If I am able, I will dig up bulbs and send them to a few friends in the states as I am able as I dismantle things here. I know I can't take things with me, but there are some things I MUST take. My dragon lilies (now realizing they're 15 year old Regal lilies) are dug up and in a bucket with rich, black soil to protect them as they slumber for Springtime. Beverly's "taters" or Wood's hyacinths that she gifted me a few years ago that are now a memory as she too has lost her home after losing sweet George. I will try to keep "Gardengal" Pam Sinclair's gift of the "Diablo" ninebark if I can. I will dig up the three incredible tree peonies and pot them that Mary Emma had me take of her now destroyed and dismantled gardens. If I can do it, I will cut back and dig up and pot the Deutzia that sweet John Skeffington rooted me a little cutting from his own that despite the harsh drought that we're still in, flourishes. There will be things that I know I can't dig and take. I've dug up bulbs and a few things already, but realistically I realize that it's just being practical and moving on with life. I promise that I will try and come and write and share things of gardening nature. I have a few things to share with you all now as it is.......in digging up the "Dragon lilies" the other day in a moment of garden madness,James came out and found me digging bulbs. We decided to attempt to dig the tuber of the 4 o'clocks that this year flourished incredibly. The magenta tuber I accidentally broke off in digging up the Dragon lily was the size of a football........so we tried to dig up a magenta tuber and a yellow flowered one. they were HUGE. And bent the Fiskar spade in the process. The drought has tightened up the soil to a point where it's like digging up a tree.
I am now looking for bulbs only, and focusing on things I CAN'T replace ever. And I know I can't have regrets, because I have pictures and some of my words. My love is with you all and I promise I will keep in touch and hopefully before Spring, there will be another Faerie Holler wherever it winds up being. Have a good fall and please, keep in touch?
Madgardener, up on the ridge, back in Faerie Holler, overlooking English Mountain in Eastern Tennessee, zone 7, Sunset zone 36 where the drought still prevails