I Like to Move it, Move it

I often sing while I work in the garden. It amuses me. The title of this post is part of the lyrics to my transplanting song. (My weeding song is ‘Another one Bites the Dust’.)

Houstonia caeruleaThis teeny-tiny wildflower is a bluet (Houstonia caerulea) called Quaker ladies among other names. There has been at least one bloom on it since late December. But now it’s really going. It has up to five blooms on each plant. Mother Nature put several right in the middle of my new woodland path, so I need to transplant them. I’ll wait because in general it’s best to transplant when things are mostly dormant, and full bloom is the opposite of dormant.

 

This area will be planted with nothing but natives.

In my last post, I mentioned my new landscape plan includes a ‘wild’ area. Well, right next to that is a large section to be landscaped using nothing but natives.

I’ve already planted some of it using these natives dug from the paths: partridge berry, sedge (Carex), cranefly orchidwoodland iris, goldenrod, oakleaf hydgangea and mountain laurel. 

 

I'm 90% certain this is partridge berry. Something must eat the berries because in November this was the only one I could find.

 

I planted this bed using partridge berry dug from the path.

 

Oakleaf hydrangea

I took this picture of oakleaf hydrangea in November when it still had nice fall color. There's also a goldenrod in the lower left corner.

 

Native plants support life. I think this is a Carex. It's evergreen, and it doesn't get seeds like a grass would.

 I love strong, young men. Not in a weird, creepy way, but in an ‘I appreciate how much garden ass they can kick’ way. Super bowl weekend Jesse came home from college with his friend Sean. They transplanted seven oakleaf hydrangeas – again, moving from the path into the bed. They also dug out the last nandina, transplanted a large shrub and a small tree, completed a few miscellaneous tasks and dug all these stumps out of the paths.

By the way, the tall evergreen shrub the boys are standing in front of is mountain laurel. Mother Nature did a fabulous job placing these. The paths wind around some mature groupings, and I only have a few small ones to move.

Thanks boys!
 

 

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2 Responses to I Like to Move it, Move it

  1. sean green says:

    hey Mrs. Hill, your garden looks way better. I told my mother about your blog. I think now she reads every time you write a new blog. we enjoy the tips and tricks. If you need a strong young man to help out, i would love too.

    • Peggy Hill says:

      Hi Sean, You are a nice young man and an excellent worker. You and Jesse completed tasks in 15 minutes that I thought would take an hour. Next time you come I’ll have a longer list of chores. Thanks for telling your mom about my blog.

      Hi Mrs. Green, I’m glad you like my blog.

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