Pied Beauty

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)

Glory be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:

Praise him.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

My Crinums Are Fantastic -- And I Know Why!

It's been an incredible year for crinums in my garden.  Old varieties are blooming that never did before.  Some are blooming for the second and third time this summer.  All are vigorous, green and healthy.  What's the secret?

It's not the bountiful rain we've had so far.  It's not the cold snap last winter.  It's not any special soil amendments or fertilizers.  It's the fact that I decided this spring to get rid of them.

That's right.  Even though I love crinums, I made up my mind in April or so that it was time for a change.  They're too big.  They're hard to transplant.  They flop over.  All the plants in my backyard have sword-shaped foliage.  They don't bloom enough.  Snails love them.  Too wild and unkempt.  I had a long, long list.

So the crinums responded the only way they could -- they bloomed their hearts out.  They are bound and determined to get me to change my mind.

Oh well.  Perhaps they can stay one more year.


  1. this is exactly what they did - amazing example of spiritual bonds. Maybe you can consider more that one year?

  2. They're so beautiful! I hope they stay on and on!:)

  3. how interesting. My star fruit tree decided to flower at just the right time to avoid frost in the same year I decided to move to another house. My mango also flowered and had a tiny fruit that same year. I wonder what they were trying to tell me.