FINDING MY WAY BACK

 It has been a difficult few weeks since the hail event which knocked out every scrap of my desire to garden. It had been my habit for years to go out into the garden first thing and check everything out. I couldn't bear to look at the agave all the while trying to make a decision whether to pull. That, and to clean up all the leaves that were down; the anacacho orchid tree leaves burying the stone drainage channel along the garage wall and worse still the very fine leaves of the ironwood caught in among the rocks and cactus spines in the back garden. The promise of a heavy rain got me moving as I knew things would only get worse unless they were moved.

This tree is very fortunate because it got its leaves back in the form of a mulch. It is a very happy tree and blooms with the most spectacular bloom each spring. 

It certainly made me feel better to see the plants free of their burden of leaves. The fine leaves I collected I have been used for mulch around my peas and herbs ( raised pots).

But I think the thing that really got me going was joining the Tucson Cactus and Succulents Society. One of my neighbors has just taken up gardening and he was planning to go to their recent meeting.  He asked me to join him. I'm not much of a night driver these days and the meeting is held quite far away so I was more than happy to ride with him. What a crowd! They have over 1700 members, although I'm sure many are enthusiasts from places outside of Tucson. After the meeting and presentation they have a fun little raffle for plants, 6 chances for $5,  and I was lucky enough to win a 'totem pole' cactus, Lophorocereus schottii monstrose. Hardy to 14 degrees.

 As I plan to restrict my in-ground garden to only plants that can withstand the difficult Sonoran Desert climate it is perfect. And at the end of the meeting we each got to choose a small cactus to take home. Not so smart this time. 

Notocactus wariasii is only hardy to 40 degrees so is likely to be a candidate for pot culture. I brought a lovely clump of this plant from Austin, planted it in the garden and overnight it was eaten bu the javelina. Even with all those spines they were not deterred. 

And it did rain. We collected a full inch and my rain barrels were full to overflowing. The good winter rain may make for a good wildflower season. Already I hear the Anza Borrego Desert is blooming. We have booked a campsite for the beginning of March so fingers crossed it will be a big wildflower season for us in Oro Valley. 

Things are definitely looking up in my gardening world. 

A POX ON HAIL

The heat of summer was finally over. The garden breathed a sigh of relief. Shade cloths, which had protected some plants from the intense summer sun, were finally removed. A storm was brewing with dark thunderclouds to the west. If I had happened to look at the radar I would have seen an ugly purple patch right in the center. It was about to hit us.

I heard the first pings hit the metal roof and shouted, Oh No! Hail. Isn't it something all gardeners dread for the lasting damage it can do to a garden. It came with such force sideways on. So much so that I ran to the front thinking it was about to break the big windows. Too late to do anything I just had to watch as it pounded away for a full 5 minutes. And then it was gone. 

I read in my genealogy research of how smallpox left terrible scars on faces which were very difficult for women. They would sometimes add a paste to try and fill in the holes. Something impossible to do with plants. 

Inevitably the hardest hit were the soft-leaved agave, A.desmettiana variegata and A. Joe Hoak. and octopus. If the hail had come straight down they would not have been damaged because they are under the cover of the patio but this hail came in a 45 ° angle. 

It was a full day before I would dare to go out and look at the damage. Sad as I am to see the damage on the soft agave it may be a lesson not to plant these. Not that we ever see them in the nurseries-maybe with this good reason. 

But then again, a few days later I noticed the damage on Agave Victoria Regina. Their leaves are incredibly tough and yet there are ping marks all over them.

All the agaves have dings. Some plants were saved by the house itself acting as a shelter. A plumeria was completely untouched.

This bunny ears cactus safely planted in the ground a couple of years ago did not deserve to be so pox-marked.

Unexpectedly the damianita, Chrysactinia Mexicana and skull caps were unscathed. At least I can be thankful for that.

All the blooms on the bougainvillea and Philippine Violet were wiped off, leaves shredded and stems dinged. I’ve had experience with this kind of stem damage before and the plants never recover. I am taking the pruners out and cutting back.

Even belle, our  beautiful saguaro did not escape unscathed although not visible from a distance.

The elephant food was defoliated on the leading side, stems battered and shredded. Thank goodness it is a fast grower. 

Down came the leaves on the desert ironwood, littering the path and making a big clean-up job where they fell on cactus entangling themselves between the spines. 

You can imagine the feelings of this gardener. 

I am undecided what to do with the worst hit of the agaves. I’m already thinking of removing them and creating more rockery planted with smaller cactus and agave. For now I am still trying to get my gardening mojo back. It will have to wait until the New Year.

WHAT’S NEW IN THE GARDEN.

 What's been going on in the garden. That is what I was thinking when we returned from another 3 week trip. My eyes eagerly scanned the front bed as we pulled up the driveway. It looked as though monsoon rains had been kind. The damianita, Blackfoot daisy and skullcaps were flowering. And no damage from javelina due to having left the dog fencing across the driveway. ( No letter from the HOA as yet)

Damianita Chrysactinia mexicana.

Blackfoot daisy, Melampodium leucanthum

Arizona Purple skullcap,Scutellaia potosina. with damianita

And then my eye caught a newcomer. What was this? My first thought was Arizona poppy, Kallstroemia grandiflora. A plant I had heard about but had never come across. A search for Arizona poppy confirmed this. Where had it come from? Maybe turned over  from deep in the soil when David had run a new sprinkler line. It is a rather rangy plant and would suit an open desert setting better than the narrow place in which it has inserted itself. Despite being called a poppy it is not in the poppy family but can mimic the look of the spring flowering California poppy. It may take several years to germinate because of a hard seed coat and usually springs up after monsoon rain. It is right on cue. 

Arizona poppy,  Kallstroemia grandiflora

 

And along the driveway the tree I love in summer but despair of all through the winter and early part of the year. All is forgiven! Those gorgeous white blooms on the Texas Olive, Cordia boissieri

One thing I try to do is to remove the fruits before they fall to the ground where they germinate. This year there are so many I will have to do a little weeding. I am now familiar with the first leaves which are nothing like the secondary leaves. 

 Along the side of the house the smaller leaved olive, Cordia parvifolia. The cordia are the desert blooms of the monsoon season. 

The first planted pomegranate tree has, this year, 6 pomegranates, the largest of which I have protected inside a bag. The others are quite small. As yet they are unblemished and I have no idea if they are ripe. I remember the same with my fabulous pomegranate tree in Austin but it was easy to sacrifice one each week to check for ripeness, there were so many.  It was usually later in the year. 

And the bougainvillea just coming into flower after the rain and moderation in temperature. 

So far so good. Then I noticed my prize prickly pear cactus had the starts of a cochineal infestation. From just a couple of pads this had grown quickly.

A little work with the toothbrush and the pads are as good as new. 

The back and sides of the house receive more visits from desert wildlife and they had been busy. One small agave eaten down to a nub. A spineless prickly pear just about annihilated. The pereskia had lost its drip line along with all its leaves. I'm not sure it will make a comeback. Death by rat and drought.

There were holes dug in the ground-the grub hunters were on the prowl. My neighbor has raccoons playing on her roof at night and using a corner of the roof as a toilet. They have professionals trying to trap them. Their wildlife camera spotted a skunk passing through last night. Another grub hunter. Was it the skunk that had ripped out two plants in order to root for grubs? But the worst of all happened last night when leaf cutter ants removed every single leaf from a Tecoma plant. It appears as though they had more cutters than gatherers and choppers, with hundreds of cut leaves beneath the plant and chopped pieces left along the pathway. This all done under cover of darkness. I could follow the trail of the few stragglers heading for home. It crossed my garden and up the wall into next door's garden. From there they crossed and climbed up and over the back wall of the property and down into the desert where the vegetation is too thick to track them to their nest. It is the most devastating thing to have happened yet and it makes me feel the closest I have ever felt to giving up gardening. "Get over it" say Tucson gardeners, who have had similar visits and  hope the plant makes a recovery. We are due to leave again next week for the last camping trip of the year so I imagine in a month's time I will be doing the same inspection. 

THE SHROUDED GARDEN

 It's summer in the desert and that means intense heat and little in the way of gardening. Each morning, and I am usually up by 5:30am, I open the patio doors and step outside to sample the temperature. On a good morning the temperature will be around the 70 degree mark. Maybe a little lower and there will be a slight breeze. I must make the choice between going for a walk and doing some gardening. All must be done by 9am.We make the most of these early morning hours. 

I have come to love this time of day, whether doing a few chores outside, taking a walk or eating breakfast on the patio.

This is the first summer we have been here at this time so it is somewhat of a novelty. We should have left in mid June, with our trailer, to head up to the cool mountain air of Idaho. Unfortunately a routine breast MRI ( I have been having them every year since having cancer treatment in my right breast 5 years ago) detected something suspicious. It was a new cancer. I was once again on the roller coaster ride of multiple tests and there were more serious decisions to be made. I saw our summer travel plans fly out the window. When I met with the surgeon I was pretty sure that this time it would be a full mastectomy and all I could say was " How quickly can you do this?" And so mid June I had a mastectomy. I have recovered well and I think I was very lucky in that I had no pain and did not lose any arm movement at all and continued pretty much as normal. Except for not really being able to do any gardening or lifting anything over 5lb. Try and tell that to yourself when lifting doesn't elicit any pain. You may think that this was perfect timing to be mostly in doors. But we have had a very difficult winter with no winter rain. Couple that with a poor monsoon last year and some excessively hot days and things have not played out well in the garden and I was powerless to do anything. I am seeing more and more failure and am making plans for some changes as soon as fall arrives ( October at the earliest) We are praying for a summer monsoon to help out. 

No-one would doubt that this part of the Sonoran desert is not a beautiful place but if you were to look around and assess which plants are native and do well here without irrigation you would find a limited palate. Plenty of small trees, all with their small leaves ideally suited to desert heat, and they do put on a magnificent show in the spring, and a number of cactus including the saguaro, lots of fishhook barrel cactus, a sprinkling of echinocereus and small mammillaria, a few yuccas prickly pear, ocotillo and the very successful cholla. The mammillaria are quick to respond to a little sprinkle and lowering of temperatures. 

But few of the cactus you may come across at the local cactus nursery will you seen the wild desert landscape. And we certainly have plenty of the finest in the country. When I visit Bach's cactus nursery I ask them which cactus can survive everything that the desert has to throw at it. They show me a small table of plants both summer and winter hardy. That said there are some additional plants that do well here and add some variety to the home landscape particularly as many have a drip irrigation system. I can't say that I have ever seen this bunny ear cactus, Opuntia microdasys,  growing wild ( native to Northern Mexico) but it is beyond happy in the summer garden. Nor is it eaten by critters. It is best suited to an outdoor planting where the gardener can keep well away from it. I once walked out of my old greenhouse with a pot of this plant and the door swung to and the cactus promptly hit me in the face leaving behind thousands of tiny glochids. 

This euphorbia, Moroccan mound, Euphorbia resinefera, is also a success story. Slow growing but also unlikely to be eaten by critters. Not always easy to find at a reasonable price because it takes so long to grow to a decent size. 

One trick that the growers do is to put three smaller ones in a larger pot. When you come to plant they simply fall apart. The best way to overcome that is to dig the hole, cut the bottom out of the pot, slip the plant in and cut away the rest of the pot. You need a strong utility knife to cut through the plastic but this is the way  I have seen the landscapers plant their big pots and cactus in particular.  

When I began writing this in late June I had no idea if we would ever get away this summer. We did, making the journey up to the Wood River valley in Idaho where we were able to spend 4 lovely weeks on our favorite campsite. 

We hiked, 

visited museums, gardens, watched the birds ands animals visiting our campsite, enjoyed the summer symphony, the arts festival, farmers markets and I felt my former self coming back. On our last weekend I pushed myself up 1300' at 9000' on the Norton Lakes trail to Smokey Lake. Then it was time for the 3 day journey back to our own valley. 

But I dreaded what I would find when I got home. The hoped-for monsoon rains had been sparse and never in our area and they are so desperately needed-especially after the dry winter. I scouted the vegetation as we approached home and noticed the ocotillo were in full leaf. That was a good sign as ocotillo will drop their leaves in drought and as soon as it rains they will leaf out again, doing this multiple times in a year. There had been rain at our house because I could see flowers on the Texas sage had bloomed and withered. Those plants that had made it through dry June and July were springing back to life. I had lost several plants in pots........some had been eaten. There were plenty of holes at the base of plants where small desert critters had sought coolness. And now another rain this week has really brightened up the desert with trees and bushes coming to life. 

                                                         barrel cactus are blooming

Everything has taken a big drink. Will it be enough to see the desert through the rest of the summer remains to be seen. And there is still a lot of summer left. 

THE WEIRDLY, WONDERFUL SAGUARO

The saguaros ( pronounced sa-war-o) are in bloom and they look fabulous. With their white-flowered bouquets held mainly on the crown they look positively bridal. How fortunate we are to look out every day at our Belle, who never fails to disappoint us through the month of April, May and into June. 

This spring we have eagerly watched her from the very first time we took out the binoculars looking for those tell-tale little pips to appear. You can barely make out the tiny protuberances close to the crown, but as the days go by and they start to swell you know the saguaro is going to bloom. 

We were concerned she might take a year off from blooming because she is not looking her best this year because of the drought. 3 years ago she was looking quite plump having filled with water during a decent rainy winter. 

The monsoon last year did not deliver and we have had no rain this winter. Barely half an inch since November. Saguaros are perfectly adapted to drought and immediately there is any rain falls on the ground they quickly send out tiny roots close to the surface to take up the moisture. They fill up their stems and the pleats expand to full size. I remarked recently how wavy and thin many the saguaros were looking so it will be interesting to see the change when and if we get rain. 

And yet they have bloomed heavily this year. Is this a stress bloom? 

Saguaro, Carnegiea ( Cereus)  gigantia, along with prickly pear are known as arboreal cactus, meaning they are tree-like with a center supporting structure similar to a tree. It is rare to find an old one standing with such a well defined skeleton. This one is on an old, abandoned nearby golf course.

 

They are usually found more like this.

A close up of the skeleton shows the trunk as being made up of a series of woody ribs.

Tree-like bark on a 150+ year old saguaro. 

The saguaro are primarily native to the Sonoran desert, the upper edges of the Colorado desert and a small area of California near to the Colorado river, growing between 600' and 3,600' It is an extremely important plant in the Sonoran desert ecology. Its fruits have been gathered by indigenous peoples to make conserves and drinks. The seeds, high in fat  used as food and more recently used as chicken feed. The ribs of the plant are used for building materials and as a tool for collecting the fruits. 

The saguaro is also important to many species of birds and bats who feed on the nectar within the flower.  The distribution of white winged dove and the elf owl almost completely mirrors that of the distribution of saguaro. The fruits, when the pods split open are a major food source of desert birds. Woodpeckers make holes in trunks which provides a nesting are for many birds. Even branches of the saguaro make a good nesting site for larger birds.

White winged dove sips nectar from the  open flower of the saguaro and doing double duty pollinating the flowers. 

But it is the woodpecker holes that are responsible for the rather curious structure known in the desert as the 'boot'. Often seen  on display at nature centers or in the visitor center at the Saguaro National Park and Sabino Canyon. When woodpeckers carve out their hole the tree protects itself by producing a rough bark-like material, completely walling off the intrusion. Following the death of the saguaro, after it has fallen to the ground and much of its substance decayed the boot will remain. We have been fortunate to find two of these among fallen saguaros. Once dried they make a curious artifact that maybe only a desert dweller will prize. A good intact boot might have been used by indigenous peoples as a water carrier or holder. 

A saguaro does not grow arms until it is at least 50+ years old. Many saguaros take on the regular candelabra shape but sometimes there is no rhyme nor reason to where the branches appear. Some are spectacularly wild in appearance. 

and then there are some spectacular cristate forms where the arm creates pleats on the end of the tip which grow upwards instead of in a cylindrical manner. No-one knows why this happens. It appears to be neither causes by virus or damage to the growth point. It is probably genetic. 

Then some appear to change their mind and start sending up a normal branch. 

Estimates show that 1 in every 100,000-200,000 will cristate. Where we live in Stone Canyon, in an area of 1400 acres with an estimated 14,000-25,000 saguaros, there are 22 crested saguaros. An extremely high ratio. Someone in our neighborhood has donned his snake boots and combed the area to record all the crested saguaros. He led us on a hike one day to share a few of his findings. We also like to leave the trail and follow up one of the many washes in search of the crested form. 

Now into June the height of flowering season is over. The fruits begin to swell and will provide the bird life with food through the hottest part of the summer. 

On the golf course while saguaro may benefit from some additional water they are also at the mercy of the errant golf ball. 

Global warming is causing the death of thousands of saguaros. The saguaro closes its pores during the day and opens them up at night for photosynthesis. Overly high nighttime temperatures, this last two summers  have meant their pores have failed to open. They have had to rely on stored water with the resulting loss of integrity of the stem. They will often drop and arm in the same way that trees will drop leaves in order to survive. We have been a little more fortunate that the desert floor because we are at 3000' and about 8 degrees cooler than Phoenix but even here the changing weather conditions have taken their toll on the saguaro count. Plus in order for saguaros to germinate and survive they need at least 3 good wet seasons. We are all hoping for a really good monsoon this year although the predicted extreme highs in the coming weeks have us all a little worried.