Pass-alongs and stowaways
Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Today I discovered two little stowaways in the potted rose bush my parents sent along with me the last time I visited. My newfound ferns are slowly unfurling their feathery little heads to wave at the warmer days of spring. Now I have ferns for my yard!
I've been accumulating quite a variety of pass-along plants lately: three rooting branches of a pussy willow tree, two spireas from my aunt, one housewarming butterfly bush from a friend, and the rose bush dad dug up from the back of his house. The latter is an offspring from my grandmother's roses, which are known in my family as the sweetest smelling roses on Earth. Can't beat those roses.
Now the challenge is to find a place for all my new plants. I'm still trying to decide which of the previous owner's plantings I like, and which ones I think I might part with. The camellias' days are probably numbered; I'm not feeling so great about those. Then there is some sort of prickly bush at the end of the yard. Ugly as it is, the birds seem to like it for shelter, so I'm torn about that one. And in the space where I thought I'd plant grandma's rose bush, there are lilies of the valley now emerging from the ground. Every space is filling up fast.

It's a fun challenge to have, though, finding new homes for my pass-alongs and stowaways.