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…..And this tree apparently.
   
The Devil’s Tree is a solitary oak, with some dead limbs, growing in an undeveloped field on Mountain Road in New Jersey. Local legend, and a book based on it, has it that the tree is cursed or the property of the Devil. Supposedly, those who damage or show disrespect to the tree in its presence will shortly thereafter come to some sort of harm. Even simply touching the tree has been said to cause unexplained effects, such as hands (or toes?) turning black afterwards.

Thats funny I don’t remember touching the tree with my toe, 
or even visiting New Jersey?

ooouch!
Oh no wait, now I remember, it wasn’t Satan’s tree, 
It was a stroller in my hallway, and it was dark.

Or was it Charlie….
http://www.break.com/index/charlie-bit-me.html

The remakes are all over the net:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rkhbvm5YOo

I know you all could have gone the rest of your lives without having to see my toe monstrosity.

In Winter, supposedly, the ground beneath the tree is free from snow no matter how much has fallen or how recently (sounds like Texas). It is said that slaves were hanged from the tree in colonial times, and that the Ku Klux Klan gathered there for lynchings. The hangings are said to have been done using the branch that runs almost parallel to the ground.
 
Despite the dire warnings of the legends, enough damage to the tree has occurred that its lower trunk  has had to be protected with a section of chainlink fence wrapped around it. The site is now constantly patrolled, and a movie is bound to follow.

Anyway I digress…

When people say that the devil is in the detail, they mean that small things in plans and schemes that are often overlooked can cause serious problems later on………well, yet again I fear the worst.

Pups and seeds mixing it up.
…..
 I certainly did not count on the beanstalk developing seeds! thousands of them. The fallen Agave was not content with dropping thousands of tiny replicas of itself, oh no, it looks like it is adopting a two pronged assault, a remarkable technique. Perhaps for a grand finale the beanstalk will slowly raise itself vertical again and explode like a missile, sending millions of pups and seeds over the entire neighborhood. You can see that the pups have got a lot bigger since my last few posts. My Midnight Limbo antics under the tiki lamps continue to knock off more and more babies, revealing more and more seed pods.
If anyone in Austin wants some of these pups, drop me a line. I only have a few thousand!
 
The seed pods remind me of the worms in Dune

Or maybe

Or possibly.


Detail of the seeds. It is dropping thousands of them in a line under stalk. Feed Me Seymore!”

Oh, I have a very bad feeling about this.
 
Remember last week I thinned out my pond, well the lillies have relcaimed 
their territory, almost entirely.

This water looks way too inviting right now.

And here is a top view of my smaller feeder pond. I anchored a small baby lily under the small pump, and a day later it had reached the surface! There is only about an inch of organic matter in the bottom so I am not sure it will be stable in here. This tank will be the fish tank for a day or so when I put on my waders and clean out the main pool (first time in 5 years). There is so much organic matter in this pond it actually breaks the surface of the water at one point.

 
Remember my groaning tomato plants . . well a lot of fish emulsion later and voilla….
What?


Other things strutting their stuff right now:


Amaranth getting really big really fast, they need a little 
supplimental water in this heat but they are total troopers. 
They love to grow and will self seed readily in just plain 
old decomposed granite, like these chaps.

Frosty foliage on the Arizona Cyprus, looks like deer antlers.

Contempory Art from the Hoja Santa.

Step across the line and you immediately self combust.


Sit on this at this time of year and you will be immediately 
bottom branded, your posterior will bare a remarkable
resemblance to a victorian stained glass window.
I have a couple of these little stools. They fit aesthetically 
with my rusty arched gateway and are the perfect height for 
pond gazing.

 
Cosmos and Lantana still burning bright despite the temperatures.

Stay Tuned for:
“A Walk Down the Garden Path”

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"Casualties of War"


I think I need to do some deep watering…imediately.

I thought I would post a few pictures of all things crunchy and parched, plants that are spitting feathers and precariously hanging on to life by a twig or withered rhizome.
Some of the native hard-men in my yard are now adorning pink ballerina tutus, and rubbing moisturising cream into their leaves while sipping mint juleps and discussing sex in the city in the shade. When it is this hot, strange things happen – very worrying….oh and don’t get me started on the Summer driving virus that is in full swing – the; “I am going to cut across three lanes in front of you to make a left turn, oh and don’t look at me like that when I do it nonsense”!


Parched Loquats hanging their heads low.

Defeatist Loquats are hanging their heads as if to say “you know what, I just give up”, even large ornamental grasses are squeaking out in tiny voices “pleeese just drop a match on us, it is the humane thing to do”. You know it is Summer when you have to put on a ridiculous, makeshift wet “turban” to make the short walk past the desert carcasses down to the garden shed and back.



I nearly tripped over this one on my journey
back from the shed.

I have one container that is completely hilarious, it dosn’t seem to know if it alive or dead. One minute it is up the next it is down, it is like some mad experiment, a freak of nature.



“ahaaa. . . . It’s alive! . . . . oh wait, It’s dead . . . . oh n…..” etc.etc.



Here it is in the “down” position.
It is an annual but I have forgotten it’s name.


I really should move it out of the blistering full sun, but it is too funny, and anyway, it is so hot right now that I can’t be bothered! It would be great to do some time-lapse photography on it, but it is so hot right now I can’t be bothered! I suppose I will just keep watering it twice a day, until I forget one day and it will instantaneously self-combust into a pile of ash.

In an attempt to cool down the other day, I decided it was time to venture into my brick oven (the shed) and retrieve the old inflatable pool that was naturally stashed in the most awkward place you could mentally picture. After stepping on a few obligatory rakes, it was dragged outside (think Will Smith dragging the alien in the movie Independance Day) and hosed off. (Ratatouille had been there . . see: http://east-side-patch.livejournal.com/5862.html!)



hehehe                      “Why… you little”!
My wife and I started the laborious process of blowing it up manually in the 100 degree heat.
It quickly became apparent that all was not well with the inflatable pool. Ratatouille had been a very busy fellow indeed, he had personally consumed a section of it!


Did the “wiggly wat” eat the pool? does that mean we can’t get in the pool? Waaaaa!



… pure craftsmanship
A few patches of strategically placed duct tape later and we were back in business. An hour of huffing and three “cold turbans” later (sounds like a new beer brand?), and we had a pool that resembled something from an episode from the Beverly Hillbillies, but hey, it was an azure oasis to me and a couple of other hot heads.


– aaaahhh!!!

Other summer casualties groaning and moaning right now:


Hoja Santa is always overtly dramatic, a true “hydro”condriac.
You are not fooling me, I know you will bounce right back up
when the sun goes down.



Well perhaps this one is not bluffing!


A crusty Banana                                                       …… and this Basil plant needs an IV


And this corpse of a plant I can’t even identify.

Other Worrisome things happening right now:
Remember in my previous blog I saw some bricks elevating on my rear patio near my Giant Timber Bamboo, and how feared the worse?
I was right . . .


wait what is this?


I removed a couple of bricks and there she was! yup, my Timber has jumped ship. I have decided to let it grow, then go back in and redo the brickwork later, you never know it may even look kind of cool emerging out of the patio brickwork!


Three new culms, and they are going to be big ones!


Stay Tuned for:

“The Devil’s in the Details”


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