Nocturne in the fog
I haven’t had much free time this week due to work that didn’t get done over the Thanksgiving break. Since it’s dark by 5:30 p.m. these days, there’s little opportunity for garden-related activities after work. I have a long list of chores for the weekend, including repotting of some bamboos and removal of two overly large clumps of Kniphofia uvaria. I’m also thinking of creating another succulent bed in the backyard—not 100% sure about that one yet. And let’s not forget the drifts of leaves everywhere, especially after the super windy day we’ve had today. They need to be dealt with, too.
What I did do the other night was take some photos of our yard and the neighborhood since it was really foggy. As I was patiently waiting for each 30-second exposure to complete, I couldn’t help but be in awe at the silence that fog brings. While we live in a reasonably quiet part of town, there’s always noise from somewhere; sometimes we can even hear the train although the tracks are miles away.
Not so when there is fog.
What I did hear was the almost otherworldly honking of geese flying overhead. Since it was dark and the fog was thick as pea soup, I couldn’t see even a trace of them. I kept wondering if they were real or if I was imagining them. It was a very Edgar Allan Poe moment!
|Giant clumping timber bamboo (Bambusa oldhamii) in front of our house|
|Baby blue bamboo (Bambusa chungii ‘Barbellata) in our front yard|
|Bradford pear (Pyrus calleryana ‘Bradford’) next to street light|
|Succulent rain cover (read this post for more info)|
|Dwarf Cavendish banana (Musa acuminata 'Dwarf Cavendish')|
|Chocolate bamboo (Borinda fungosa) on the left |
and bamboo muhly grass (Muhlenbergia dumosa) in the pot on the right
|Looking down the street|
|Dropping off library books|