Forest of the damned.

Damned palm seedlings, that is. Foxtail palm, Wodyetia bifurcata. A lovely, lush thing, but rather too generous with its seeds. Ripening to a rich orange, about golf ball size, they hang on the tree for ages, not unlike a 5kg bag of mandarins and are a good food source for bats, possums and some birds.

Then, the few hundred or so that are left drop to the ground, germinate and away we go again.

That’s not grass! It’s hundreds of foxy seedlings! All this rain we’ve had are having has given everything a boost and I spent some time this morning pulling out handfulls of these. Lovely trees in the right place, but this yard does not have the space for so many. Not so long ago, foxies were at the centre of a scandal. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cape_Melville_incident

I also pulled handfulls of Cobblers’ Pegs Bidens pilosa, a nasty thing whose seed awns are not only a fecund nuisance, they can be a menace in animal fur or woolen clothing. The unseen corner over the back fence is choked with them; I’ll have to be extra vigilant when the wind blows from the south.

And then, my back having had enough bending, I straightened up and took a camera for a walk…

The Allamanda can’t seem to stop! Daffodils are out of the question here, but I glory in the matching yellow and similar fragrance. And that’s about the colour of our walls, too!

And the rain has been kind to the Gloriosa, allowing another flush before it goes to sleep…

An un-named bromeliad, bought at a school fair, years ago.

Two of our Anthuriums…I rather like the purple.

I’ll leave you with the Soursop (two that we can see, but possibly another higher up the tree).

NO ABJECT APOLOGIES. NO EXCUSES.

I’ll not be like one of those politician chaps who manages to get himself elected, make a right porridge of things and then offer some apologetic Blarney.

No, I shall simply tell the truth. I’m a shiftless slacker.Lazy to my core. (And a bit busy on other fronts.)

So…what’s on the docket that keeps me busy? Well, we are still de-cluttering and trying to get used to the fact that a bed or chair is no longer where my backside remembered.Ouch!

And we’ve had a huge clear-out-the-overgrowth in the garden.Well, that, I must admit, was all down to The Man. Still feeling somewhat shingled, I wasn’t up to much heavy work. * And then we had some unseasonal rain. When you live in an area of seasonal shut-down unexpected rain surprises you. And it surprised some plants, too! Poor things thought they’d take it easy for a while, maybe pop out the odd flower here and there…

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Moon cactus Gymnocalycium mihanovichii is a species of cactus from South America. The most popular cultivars are varied mutants which completely lack chlorophyll, exposing the red, orange, or yellow pigmentation. These mutant strains are often grafted onto the hylocereus cactus, and the combined plant is called a “Moon Cactus”. Wikipedia


Even things like the Tithonia, which flowers madly from about May to July has gone totally triffid.

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A few months ago our back fence neighbour did his once-in-a-blue-moon weeding and pruning and ripped out yards/metres of my Tecomanthe hillii (Fraser Island Creeper). I’d have preferred it cut with sharp secateurs, but the fellow is not a gardener…

Yesterday, my Man said : “Look at the Fraser Island Creeper! It’s over Rick’s fence again!” And charging up a palm like Phar Lap on steroids…

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A Grevillea (not named), apparently in a wager against the Tithonia. Somewhere beyond that jungle is a house…

 

 

Nephila pillipes.….looking much plumper now so I think her boyfriend got what he came for. (And with no sign of him, she probably did, too!)

*And I milked it shamelessly!

 

 

 

SHE NO LONGER STOOPS TO CONQUER…

…and she has to sit down to put her pants on. Why? Oh, overdoing things, just a bit, when weeding. Think I’m coming out on the other side now.* And I channel the wonderful Anne Bancroft…Though I think me dragging on a pair of jeans is somewhat less sexy than her in that scene from “The Graduate.”

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I note that it’s been a while since I blogged. What is the punishment for such dereliction? Are we de-blogged? Sent to Coventry? Probably just removed from reading lists…

But, since I’m here…I have a few pictures to share.

We had several trees in our not-very-big yard which needed to be quite severely “trimmed.” Not with any blades we possess. Oh, no, these gargantuans had gone ‘waaay beyond secateurs.¬†front wall before the deed.jpg

The left side of the house had been hidden by a huge Cassia fistula; in this picture it’s already been cut and fed through the grinder. And behind the blue wall on the right is the next target, a whopping Scheflera actinophylla. Sadly, this one had to be permanently removed is its roots threatened to take out that wall, plus a fair chunk of the fence. There are others, but they are not yet flowering. And once they do flower the birds will feast like kings.And excrete seed-laden waste.

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The aftermath…

There was more, much more, too painful to relate…

But gardeners have an innate optimism and we are already making plans to replace some of what is gone.

And yesterday, as a pick-me-up after a week of creeping about like a wizened gnome, I went with a friend to the local Orchid Show.

Lots of lovely things! I think we did two circuits of the stalls outside (the dangerous area where things had price tags!) and then went into the orchid house, a more permanent display of orchids, ferns, bromeliads and sundry other lovelies. Yes, of course I had a camera…

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A lovely Swamp Orchid, Phaius. No name tag.

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Another tagless beauty. Isn’t that colour beautiful!

 

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Paphiopedilum¬† “Wossner Black Wings.” What a cracker! One day…

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Bulbopyllum graveolens No varietal name that I could see.

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No, not a hand of bananas- flower buds and back-bulbs of the one above!

 

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I get a bit rattled when there are no visible labels. This is a Phalaenopsis, but that’s all I know. (Ditto the yellow one behind this.)

A Dendrobium but I couldn’t read the label!

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A collection of Phaius. One day…

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And now, moving on to my purchases. Yes, you knew I’d be tempted, didn’t you? I love the Vanda tribe, but have always been told they are finicky and I’ve only ever seen them growing beyond any height I could provide. But I am now a delighted owner of Vanda sp. “Pat’s Delight” and assurances that it will grow happily “just about anywhere here.” And if those aerial roots become a trip hazard, they can be cut back.¬†20180923_071432

Also, this sweet little Phalaenopsis “Allura Crimson Glory.”

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It’s lunch time. At least, it is according to Sporran and who am I to dispute that. Pasta, I think. I have some carbonara in the freezer…

 

 

*I could probably have phrased that a little more delicately. No offense to my gentleman friends!