Category Archives: Gardening

Weekend Warrior: a new chapter begins

One of my friends is leaving New York City after 15 years and we spent the past weekend catching up with her Big Apple bucket list.

First stop, the Georgia O’Keeffe exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum:

 

We followed with a tour of the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, and fell in love with the rose gardens:

Tomorrow Kinga leaves for California, and a new chapter begins.


Tourist Day: The Cloisters

 Wednesday morning

It’s Tourist Day and we’re going to The Cloisters!

Now that Kinga is making a clean break for California we’re crossing off items on her “I’ve lived in New York City for 15 years and have never been to…” bucket list.

For those not in the know, The Cloisters is a museum annex of The Met Fifth Avenue located in Fort Tryon Park in the Bronx. Their collection is dedicated to the art, architecture, and gardens of medieval Europe, and the building is fashioned like an old castle and church.

We stroll circuitously through the inner buildings, from the Gothic Hall to the Boppard Room filled with floor to ceiling stained glass windows into the Unicorn Tapestries Room. There are several school trips in session, and as we wander we catch snippets of history from the docent tour guides.

Kinga and I were both raised Catholic–she Polish-American in Chicago, me Italian-American in Brooklyn–so much of what the tour guides are sharing is steeped in Christianity studies. It almost feels like we’re back in parochial school learning our ABCs.

Outdoors The Cloisters’ gardens are abundant with herbs, flowers, green grass. The birds are as thrilled to see the sun as we are, even if it is a bit steamy.

We have lunch at the Tre Cloisters cafe and talk about life and finding the strength and courage to embrace change. Afterward, we stroll through Fort Tryon Park and fall into nature sharing the path with a group of high school students and their teacher. Along the trail, we spot a groundhog momma carrying her young as she tried to maneuver the foot traffic in her way.

A gentle reminder that we are all on this journey together.

Visit The Met at The Cloisters in Fort Tryon Park in-person or virtually with this interactive map


Bzzz Bzzz

First, I hear an incessant Lilliputian drilling.

Then, sawdust on the table.

Monday morning, I spy one solitary sentry hovering.

One week after the carpenter bee expulsion and it appears they are back.

I call Bugged Out and they return for a courtesy visit and reapply the treatment to the burrow holes, poison than a silicone seal. They check for new holes and treat those, too.

I lie in wait, ready to collect dead bees.


morning dew to you, too

The raindrops are the size of paint splatter. The gods taking a page from Jackson Pollock. These last few days the weather has been schizophrenic. Cold weather followed by a late summer day in April, a mad thunderstorm as the hot and cold fronts battle behind the skyscape. Hot, cold, hot, cold. An in-between monsoon wind and rain.

It’s over before I can sneeze, the rain drops linger on the petals and leaves and the metal stairs like morning dew.

Then I see the passion flowers bursting amid the rosemary, and all is right again.

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spring awakening

The sky may be gray on this overcast rainy day but I caught this flower awakening to spring:

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passion flower blooms, @prez13


Buona Pasqua

A harbinger of spring greets me this morning.

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Blue Jay on the fire escape, @prez13

The forecast is 80 degrees and sunny.

Buona Pasqua, friends!


First Bloom

The garden is coming to life one bloom at a time. Tulips bashfully hide behind the bamboo. A wee daffodil peeks out from a bush. The Japanese maple, the one I thought was on its last limb, sprouts lush burgundy leaves. The creeping clematis looks healthy as it winds itself around the rusted iron fence. The butterfly bush is greening and the oregano flowers flourishing.

Now if I could only figure out how to revitalize the sea grass.

Any advice from arborists or gardeners welcome.