So far, August’s monsoon storms have been quite impressive. A total of .55″ to date. More than half of the rain came during last Friday’s sudden downpour. Here are the results from my neighborhood, starting with the street flooding at 3rd Avenue and Flores Drive… The downpour was preceded by a windstorm, which pushed this…
Okay, so I finally found a great way to wash and dry large quantities of mesquite pods: Put them in that used produce crate that’s been sitting in my shed. Set them atop one of my gardens. That feral cat-deterring thorny branch lattice makes a perfect “table.” Watering can rinses the pods and waters the…
A month ago, I blogged about the start of the mesquite bean harvest at my place. Around Tucson, you’ll also hear those beans referred to as pods. This post is about my adventures as a pod farmer. The harvest started slowly, but let me tell you, my front yard is now under full bombardment. That…
Well, look what’s back in town! Looks like big drops of water, falling from the sky! Alas, this was one of those five-minute wonderstorms. We’ve had more convincing ones, but no gullywashers. Yet. This is the time of year with the night-blooming cereus present their annual flower show. They’re supposed to do this for just…
News Flash: It’s hot and dry here in Tucson, Arizona. We’re eagerly anticipating the start of the monsoon rains. In the meantime, my container garden appears to be holding up… I give the container garden at least one watering a day. The cactii? Well, they could use a drink… What happens to sagging cactus branches?…
Nature has a funny way of demanding your attention. It can send huge storms. Or it can do more subtle things, like dropping mesquite beans in the front yard. Okay, big front yard mesquite tree, you have my attention. It’s time for the annual mesquite bean harvest. Which starts with picking up the fallen beans,…
Dinner Plate Buds? What kind of a headline is that? Are strange things happening in my kitchen? The kitchen report: Nothing is amiss. The venue for this post is my back yard, where my dinner plate cacti are doing their normal spring thing and budding. Oh, are they ever…
It was around this time last year when I was calling my mesquite tree a slacker. Thing was taking its sweet old time about blooming. Not this year. That tree’s well into ultra-green mode. Fully bloomed in less than a week. After a winter of looking at leaves falling to the ground and the branches…
Spring has come to my front yard in a big way. Cue up the flowers, starting with the potted aloe vera… Just to the west of the aloe is another front yard flower-fest. This is bellflower beardtongue penstemon… Pretty yellow flowers. But the name for this one? Dogweed. That’s right. Dogweed. I think it’s time…
For a variety of reasons, this has truly been the winter of my discontent. Which means that I have been looking forward to spring. Oh, have I ever. This week’s forecast promises 90-degree temperatures. So, time to head out back to the furnace room and shut off the gas. Done. Outside the furnace room door,…
Back in January, I blogged about my Tragic Garden. It was hit hard by sub-freezing temperatures. Since I grow some of what I eat, crop losses are never good news. But what should I see this week but rebirth! Plants growing in places where I’d given up on seeing any such thing! Check this out:…
Since I didn’t win the slumbering championship last night, I decided to sleep in. All the way ’til 7:25 a.m. Time to rise and shine and go outside for a look at the snowfall in the yard. No, I’m not kidding. This is a blog post about snow in Tucson, Arizona. It’s a sequel to…
Being a native Pennsylvanian and photoblogger, I’m will never pass up a good snowstorm. Those flakes start falling, and I’m outside with the camera. But wait a minute. I’m writing this post from central Tucson, Arizona. This is the desert! It doesn’t snow here! Oh, yes it does. Here’s the evidence from my place. Poor…
Winter is still very much in evidence here in Tucson. My frost-damaged container garden is an ongoing reminder of a recent cold snap. The good news is that some of the leafless plants are still alive… That cold snap caused my mesquite tree to drop leaves all over the yard, driveway, and sidewalk. Here it…
My usual gardening posts are filled with happy-looking plants in my xeriscape. Or shots of what’s poking its head through the soil in my kitchen garden. Sorry, but there won’t be much joy in this post. We’ve just emerged from a hard freeze here in Tucson. Almost a week of overnight lows in the teens…
Winter in southeastern Pennsylvania is one of those trips through months of waist-deep snow and sub-zero temperatures. In some years, you get the full arctic treatment. (Years 1985 and 1986, I’m looking right at you.) Other years? Let’s say that winter is on one day, then off the next. Here’s a nostalgia trip through my…
My childhood memories of Philadelphia are not good. In the 1960s and 1970s, the place had a well-earned reputation as a crime-ridden hellhole. For suburban kids like me, Philadelphia was the #1 place to stay out of. And so we did. But, as they say, that was then and this is now. During a late…
Last week, I got a request from Tucson’s Food Conspiracy Co-op: Could I photograph their 5th annual Chicken Coop Tour? Well, sure! I’ve always wanted to shoot a bunch of chickens. What a great way to spend this past Saturday, which happened to be a lovely sunny day here in Tucson. The Chicken Coop Tour…
Just got back from visiting friends in Peoria, Arizona. Another great time with my host, Judy Vorfeld, and her ever-irreverent brother, David Crook. Case in point: We’re at the Wildlife World zoo in Litchfield Park. It’s the 1 p.m. feeding time for the Lory Parrots, and zoo patrons are encouraged to participate. So, David decides…
Nothing like a sunny fall day for admiring low-water use landscaping in Tucson. This past Saturday’s Homescape Tour attracted more than 100 people to 13 private residences and one public elementary school. The tour was organized by Tucson’s Watershed Management Group (WMG). Although I wasn’t able to participate in last year’s inaugural event, I added…
It’s been almost a month since we’ve had a proper rainstorm, and I’m starting to feel nostalgic. The last precipitation of note happened on September 11. With predictable effects on flags… After I took my flag back into the house — and hung it up to dry — it was back outside to observe the…