A nice weekend. :) Yesterday Eor and I went down to the greenhouse and got more herbs to stick in a corner of the garden and while we were there I started looking at the lilies they had for sale. I've always wanted some of those orange lilies that are all over the place in Maine - everyone has them, and they're in bloom right now so I'm feeling really left out that I don't have them. They're even alongside the road where old houses used to be. So of course the greenhouse doesn't sell them. I guess they're too common. All the way home I was looking all these lilies in people's yards and feeling covetous and thinking I was going to have to go up to someone's door and ask for some of theirs.
Then, as we were driving away from home again, Eor said, "Who do you love? I've found you a source of the lilies you like." There's a vacant lot down the street two doors where someone had a house burned down by the fire department last fall, and there were a few lilies showing in the back! Later on, when we got back from our visit to Littleredhead and Grndctrl, (and a tour of houses for sale) Hawk said, "Oh! I found some of those lilies you want!"
So, this afternoon Hawk and I went down the street to the vacant lot and we dug lilies like mad badgers. Plopped them in a couple of plastic dishpans and headed back up the sidewalk with them, and some random young guy stopped and said, "You have to watch out for those things, they'll take over!" - and proceeded to let us know that they'll grow in sun or shade just as well, and are very resistant to road salt, so that's why they're all over the place. I had been kind of concerned about the road salt issue, so that decided me as to where I would put them - right at the end of the row of arbor vitae, next to the road - and next to the railroad crossing signal. Hopefully the railroad won't have a problem with them.
They look great - a little random at the moment, but I suspect that as soon as the sun hits them tomorrow morning they'll orient themselves. And Hawk looked at them and said, "You're established, now." A house, to be a home, needs to at least have lilacs - which we have, now and which are starting to fill in - but to seem like a proper old home it needs that particular sort of lilies. I heard a guy on the radio one day talking about finding the old homesteads in the middle of the woods - because Maine used to be densely covered with farms before the huge fires that swept through the state in the late 40s - and I guess everyone knows that apple trees give you some indication you're close, you're in an old orchard, but and if you see a lilac or those lilies you can start looking for a foundation. It's a Maine thing, I guess. :)
Other than that my day was spent re-reading (someone else's) fic I had somehow saved to Google docs (I have no idea when) and doing small things like painting my sundial and polishing my machete. I figure it can do nothing but good to have the annoying neighbor come by while I'm sitting out on the deck polishing my machete.
Then, as we were driving away from home again, Eor said, "Who do you love? I've found you a source of the lilies you like." There's a vacant lot down the street two doors where someone had a house burned down by the fire department last fall, and there were a few lilies showing in the back! Later on, when we got back from our visit to Littleredhead and Grndctrl, (and a tour of houses for sale) Hawk said, "Oh! I found some of those lilies you want!"
So, this afternoon Hawk and I went down the street to the vacant lot and we dug lilies like mad badgers. Plopped them in a couple of plastic dishpans and headed back up the sidewalk with them, and some random young guy stopped and said, "You have to watch out for those things, they'll take over!" - and proceeded to let us know that they'll grow in sun or shade just as well, and are very resistant to road salt, so that's why they're all over the place. I had been kind of concerned about the road salt issue, so that decided me as to where I would put them - right at the end of the row of arbor vitae, next to the road - and next to the railroad crossing signal. Hopefully the railroad won't have a problem with them.
They look great - a little random at the moment, but I suspect that as soon as the sun hits them tomorrow morning they'll orient themselves. And Hawk looked at them and said, "You're established, now." A house, to be a home, needs to at least have lilacs - which we have, now and which are starting to fill in - but to seem like a proper old home it needs that particular sort of lilies. I heard a guy on the radio one day talking about finding the old homesteads in the middle of the woods - because Maine used to be densely covered with farms before the huge fires that swept through the state in the late 40s - and I guess everyone knows that apple trees give you some indication you're close, you're in an old orchard, but and if you see a lilac or those lilies you can start looking for a foundation. It's a Maine thing, I guess. :)
Other than that my day was spent re-reading (someone else's) fic I had somehow saved to Google docs (I have no idea when) and doing small things like painting my sundial and polishing my machete. I figure it can do nothing but good to have the annoying neighbor come by while I'm sitting out on the deck polishing my machete.
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Well, after looking around the Intarwebs I'm more confused than ever. As Eor says, "On the Internet everyone can be wrong." They don't appear to be crocosmia, because those flowers look smaller and hang down, though the leaves are right. Wikipedia has pictures of different things called tiger lilies and it's none of those, but another page has something that looks quite similar which is called a tiger lily and is claimed to be native to the American North West.
I don't know.