Gross Post Alert!…Gross Post Alert!
The stench inside this cavern I cannot put into words, for fear of involuntary retching over my laptop keyboard once again just remembering it (mops side of mouth with Kleenex). It really was the most diabolical combination of fermented sweet and sour, and I am not talking about a kimchee – esque aroma, (which I love) oh no! Let me try and explain it, just to get you in the appropriate gag arena: Imagine a sickly sweet pumpkin pudding aroma, combined simply with fizzing rotten chicken (description courtesy of my oldest hobbit, minus the fizzing), it also had the texture of moist bread! (Burp… starts to look around worried).
This nasty cavern, (caverns being a popular post-topic recently in the Patch), was created as I started to examine this thing of immaculate beauty…
My largest
Colocasia
or giant elephant ear. Granted it is looking more like the painful stump of an elephant’s foot right now, but not for long, not for long at all!
I have left this tuber in the ground for the past four years, no problem, but this year’s prolonged cold winter temperatures had apparently taken their squishy toll. I prodded it, my hobbits prodded it, it started to ooze flesh, this could not be good. Then we all prodded it some more. Remember the infamous scene in poltergeist when the paranormal investigator started to touch his face, then proceeded to dig in his fingers and pull off his face?
Well that’s how we got started with this Taro…A prod led to a poke that led to a gouge that…
led to a push…
That led to the Taro finally “giving way” in a scene reminiscent of the horrible resuscitation scene from “The Thing”.
I think we all remember what disgusting “thing” happens next! I digress. When the head of the taro rolled back everyone recoiled and “ewwed” simultaneously, turning our faces away from the smell that hit us like a tsunami of flatulence. A stink horn is a terrible thing (right G?) http://thegerminatrix.com/?p=637 but this rank atrocity came pretty close as far as tickling ones stomach release valve.
“It’s just a rotten Taro ESP, nothing to be scared about”.
If you say so scary Kane! Brrrr
A couple of hours after the decapitation, I reluctantly revisited the carnage and found these tiny iridescent
Dolichopus
flies having a great time, their wings flicking back and forth in sick excitement.
These tiny, tiny flies are really interesting visually, looking like molten metal, their segmented bodies are really quite amazing. This one is about to make a left turn apparently.
Enough nastiness…
What!
Okay I promise that is it on the gross front…
Today was the day to move a rather large rock, a rock that has stayed where it fell from a truck that delivered a large delivery of decomposed granite some time ago.
The rock was wiggled and pried, rotated and shuffled down the slope until it came to rest and leveled in a more appropriate location…Thanks Bob at Draco! http://dracogardens.blogspot.com/ (and “PP” for the pry-bar and strategic leveling).
…right in front of my beautiful gas meter. While I was messing around in this part of the Patch I decided to relocate a plant or twelve, the agave and agave parryi var. truncata all coming from this container:
None of these plants were doing particularly well, buried in the shade of the vines that are slowly coming back into the land of the living.
This area took a real beating when the hole where the Tahoe hit http://www.eastsidepatch.com/2009/09/dude-wheres-my-car/ was being repaired, it received a lot of foot traffic and compaction as the house was repaired and repainted. Here it is the area planted up, the bed also has Mexican bush sage pushing through that will soften the scene and provide good contrast with the agave’s as they mature. The two silver Agave , known as Parry’s agave or mescal agave, are slow-growing agave’s native to Mexico (Sonora), hopefully these will reach their full potential in their new, more sun-loving home.
An old ceder carcass is added for a “Waltons” moment.
Now to wait for the scene to fill-in. There is also a line of tiny transplanted feather grasses in front of the moss boulders, well it wouldn’t be the Patch without them after all!
While all this transplanting and rock shuffling was going on, my Hobbits were being way..way too quite…
They had found my last trowel, (my favorite trowel has been missing for the last couple of weeks), I surmise that somehow it has found it’s way to “Davy Jones’ Locker“ at the bottom of my stock tank fish-pond. Mmm…Now I wonder who would do such a thing?
Apparently the hole was to house a pill bug and this snail, a few leaves were thrown in then the hole back filled.
The raggedy pram makes it into yet another shot. After the hole was filled in, my oldest hobbit went to the back garden to check on her new container garden that she has taken over as manager…
…and things seem to be growing very well. This is all hers!
Moving on…
Snail, cactus and verbena…
Here is the same purple verbena in full flight…
attracting once again the zombie / Thestral eyes of this swallowtail butterfly.
“I see the swallowtail too Harry”
Looking like a glittering harlequin’s hat, the blooms on this ghost plant are really quite involved… when you get up close.
This paper wasp is looking pretty sharp, color coordinated on the blooms of this gopher plant…
and my Mexican lime lives, it lives I tell you! This is the first bit of green it has developed at the base of the trunk. I knew she would pull through!
Tiny seed pods are now replacing the fading blooms of the mountain laurels.
The ESP is jumping further out of winter everyday, the survival of my Mexican lime tree and my Barbados cherry has made my week, even both of my dwarf bottle-brushes are steaming back to life. Although spring usually lasts a matter of hours in Central Texas, I plan to make the most of it…an iced turban will be in my future soon enough after all!
That little sotol in the middle of my circular bed is finally starting to develop a presence!
And finally:
I told you I was not finished with these four “nervous” daisies quite yet.
Inspirational Images of the week:
Anybody visiting Zilker Gardens in Austin last weekend for the plant festival, probably noticed this crazy Texas red bud specimen…
MacCrimmon’s Lament [Song]…Mac Umber
Stay Tuned for:
“If you Mock Orange Me, I’ll Satsum ya!”
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EEEEEWWWW!!!
Stinky, slimy, gooey, and rank! WHY do these things follow us, ESP? Why?
You’ll be happy to know that your description of the decrepitude in The Patch almost made me barf. Rotten fizzy chicken? Hurl! Gag! Taro is edible, I love it, but after this post, I may have to lay off the taro chips. And the taro root au gratin at my favorite vegetarian restaurant. Oh well! It was worth it – I haven’t been to the patch in a while and I enjoyed every putrid smelly moment of it!
Firstly, I must once again mention the sartorial splendour of the Girl Hobbit. The masque she chose as a final flourish to her outfit was PERFECT – do I detect a subtle Mayan influence in the design? I have been anticipating masques becoming the next big thing for a while – I am now certain we are on the brink – Lady GaGa will see this post and surely appropriate the masque as her signature. But we all know who originated it…
Congrats on the resurrection of the Mexican Lime and the Barbados Cherry! I can’t believe how great The Patch looks after the hard freezes you suffered. This is going to be a fantastic growing season for you! And your front yard/hellstrip is looking GREAT! I am sorry to report that I can’t copy you as I was planning – I am obligated to plant edibles in my hellstrip because I am all about front yard food right now! But I will surely sneak a Muhly capilaris and a Yucca recurvata in there as a wink in your direction…
Lovely visiting again! Thanks for the malodorous shout-out!
The Witchiest G !