A group of swamp white oaks Healthy soil is important, but for whom? In the Garden The young bur oak would not be kept down. Yet again it revealed itself among the standing dead stalks of a large patch of purple bee balm, a good three feet tall and leafing out. In spring, a bur oak’s leaves look like sharp-edged, glossy cutouts. They are not green, but shade delicately among soft corals, tans and pinks. The green comes a bit later, like a slow-motion wave gently pervading each leathery leaf. The question, as it had been for several years, was what to do with this young newcomer to the garden. About ten feet away and across the walk from house to garage stands a second bur oak that I’d started from an acorn some twelve years ago. I’ve enjoyed watching it grow its first sets of true leaves, become large enough to attract birds and then mature enough to bear acorns. This winter I limbed it up three feet from the ground, mainly to give the sedges and wild geraniums growing underneath a
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Some bloggers post their blooms every friday. Tootsie at Tootsie Time hosts that meme. Katarina at Roses and Stuff used to host Blooming Friday, but it looks like she decided to end it.
Thank you so much for your comments on my blog! My husband asked me why I posted war pictures on the garden blog. How to explain that if that war ended differently I wouldn't have a garden, and there wouldn't be me. Most people prefer to think only about nice things. Thanks again!
I do so love white flowers and your elegant selection was, in my eyes, absolutely perfect.
Thank you for your generous comment to my latest posting to which I have replied.
That is interesting about the lilacs. Mostly we in Illinois suffer gardener's envy when viewing pictures from warmer climes. I, too, think it's important to try to understand history.
Thanks for visiting. I too, love white flowers and hope to visit Sissinghurst some day.
Thanks for the blog, and I look forward to more visits to your garden as it grows. And the Bloomsday reminder, which brought up happy reminders of the perfect sunny days we enjoyed in Ireland.
MRG
MRG, I imagine Ireland must be beautiful in June.
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