[BILL enters, stage left. No one is watching. This blog is a ghost town....]
1) EMERGENT ME. I took February off from blogging due to a busy life. Mostly mine has been filled with lots more YARDWORK. Learning to juggle multiple priorities (also housework, writing more regularly, maintaining a trickle of income) without overdoing it all has been a challenge. So blogging had to go. Plus, it is less pleasurable for me than it used to be, due to ongoing battles with body pain resulting from years of typing, editing, and publishing. Even with an ergonomically decent chair and keyboard setup, after 15 minutes in this seat, everything starts to hurt. (Alas, no laptop computer option due to our ongoing "starving artist austerity program," ha ha.) So the body ain't what it used to be, although the physique itself is buff these days, thanks to all that yardwork ... like I said, emergent me. Always.
2) EMERGENT PLANTS. So anyway, today's shots are of the side yard's wild hibiscus, whose vivid red flower has this odd cap shape to it, rather than the fluffy look of the more cultivated ones. The cultivated varieties don't do too well in this zone -- they're better adapted for drier climes. (There is one tree like that here; it always suffers from rot.)
This lean and mean one, though, is bursting out all over the yard now (Christmas in March, huzzah!), thanks to my efforts back in December with the handsaw, when I slashed away a bunch of the creepy rotting jungle that had served as a visual barrier between this household and the neighbors. Did I say overdoing it? But sometimes, truly, one must destroy the town in order to save the village, or something like that. (I'm still yanking up years' worth of accumulated stinky maile, which I expect to be an ongoing project.)
The strange thing about this process is that every time I removed an ugly or stinky invasive species, buried beneath it was some kind of tiny, lovely, struggling beauty, whether a native species or a naturalized one -- huddled masses, yearning to breathe free. Get it? EMERGENT.
It has been like slaying the dragon in order to get to the jewel buried within the cave.
Dirty, stinky, sweaty work.
Meanwhile, in deference to said neighbors' expressed wishes for restored privacy (ahem, heh), I have been doing plenty of hedge planting.
One must plant something in place of the old overgrowth anyhow, or the invasives grow right back. So there have been lots of opportunities for me to learn about cultivating emergent plants! Stay tuned! (So many pix to post, so little time....)
Wishing you a beautiful day,
Bill Brent
(liberator of struggling underplants everywhere)
[this page last updated: 2011.03.02, 10:50 p.m. Hawaii time]