How The West Is Won: Garden Visit – Hessing/Bonfigli Garden

I was invited to tag along with MB Maher on one of his garden photo assignments, this time to get some preview photos of the garden of artists Andreas Hessing and Karen Bonfigli, which is one of many to be featured in the upcoming Pacific Horticulture symposium to be held this September 23rd through the 26th, Gardening Under Mediterranean Skies.

This antique, Old World urn, however, is not from the Hessing and Bonfigli garden.

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Nor this one.

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There was a bit of a detour before we arrived at the Hessing/Bonfigli garden, a garden which illustrates sustainable land practices using mostly native and edible plants.

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Foliage Followup August 2010

Jumping right in to some of the leaves I’ve been enjoying this summer. I’ve posted photos of this astelia before, but I’ve recently noticed that the astelia and blue vine salvia have a lot to say to each other, and their light requirements are similar too. I’ll probably not plant them together, as their vigor isn’t a good match, but this month I’m enjoying their shimmering silvery-blue conversation and thinking of other plants that might continue it. Astelia with blue grasses, blue succulents, blue agaves…

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I stopped growing miscanthus for some years, fearing for my back when it came time to divide the monsters, but ‘Gold Bar’ enticed me back into the miscanthus fold. It is just as slow growing as it’s reputed to be. I’ve even read some grumblings that it may be a little too slow growing, but it’s possible there’s just no middle ground with miscanthus. This one is very manageable, about 3 feet high this summer, its third summer in the garden. Haven’t seen flowers yet, but it’s building into a slim chartreuse column.

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I don’t think I’ve posted photos of my one and only palm before, Dypsis decaryi, the triangle palm from Madagascar, now at its mature size of approximately 20 feet tall, looking up the length of its three-sided, fuzzy, maroon trunk. The triangle palm’s fronds are also a frosty blue. When I bought it years ago, it was known as Neodypsis, but I see now it goes by both names.

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The little tropical terrace. Xanthosoma ‘Lime Zinger’ to the right of the aeoniums.

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Closeup of the Russelia equisetiformis lutea, the rush-like plant spilling from the pot.

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Pseuderanthemum ‘Black Varnish’ and Colocasia ‘Mojito.’ The novelty might have worn off on Mojitos, the drink, but ‘Mojitos,’ the plant, is hot.

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Purple rain of tibouchina flowers on the Marguerite sweet potato, which does fine in drier soil. No coleus this year in my garden, but I’ve been enjoying them on other blogs.

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Mixed succulents, including the trailing Crassula sarmentosa.

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This Furcraea foetida ‘Mediopicta’ has taken years to get to this size, just over a foot and a half high. Snails love this one, and lots of damaged leaves have been cut off. This would seem to be a good plant for gardeners in colder zones to overwinter indoors, since it’s less sensitive to overwatering than agaves and wants some shade.

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Pam at Digging hosts the Foliage Follow-Up, a great chance to celebrate the photosynthetic pillars of our gardens.

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August 2010 Bloom Day

Bloom Days are hosted by Carol at May Dreams Gardens.
For next summer I’m already planning on lilies again, this time for pots. Just an example of the power of Bloom Day posts.

Another atypical overcast morning in Southern California for August. I dutifully grabbed my camera for Bloom Day but the light was abysmal for photos.
I know how much we all love inventory lists (kidding!), but it’s the best I can do with this marine-layered sky, so I’m sprinkling in some recent photos of plants in bloom today throughout the list.
For those names without photos, an AGO search will bring up many of these plants.

Tibouchina heteromalla
Catananche caerulea, almost finished blooming
Cannas
Calceolaria ‘Kentish Hero,’ reblooming. Bloomed in spring in pots, cut back, and planted at the feet of tibouchina
Solanum pyracanthum
Solanum rantonnetii (possibly ‘Lynn’s Variegated’), blooming all summer

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Good morning, tetrapanax

Everything gets to be dewy and succulent for a moment, however brief.

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And if you play it right, it’s just enough. (Barely.)

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But enough.

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(Happy weekend!)

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Living Walls: Meet the Fedge

More detailed information on living walls keeps trickling in, this piece from today’s LA Times, where Emily Green takes a contrarian stance. I have to admit, I’ve been silently skeptical but nevertheless reading all I can on this trend. The jury is still out on how resource intensive these creations will ultimately be or their efficacy in performing carbon sequestration, whether they will be the cure for “sick” building syndrome, but I think we can all agree that, visually, they’re simply irresistible.

Amidst all the hubbub, some intrepid souls have been quietly doing their own experimenting with the basic concept of growing plants vertically.

In September 2007 the LA Times reported on a living fence in an article entitled “Fence As Living Mural.” Using the definitions from the ASLA Sustainable Design and Development blog link that Ms. Green provides in today’s LA Times piece, this would fall under the category of a “fedge,” which “consist[s] of a framework structure that keeps the system upright, vegetation layers and an internal growing medium such as soil.”

I don’t live far from this home, so have been keeping on eye on the fence’s progress. Here’s photos I took of this living fence/fedge this morning.


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The framework structure is run-of-the-mill chain link fence, the soil held in place by shade cloth, almost a steam punk version compared to the cutting-edge technologies employed by the progenitor Patrick Blanc for true living walls. In the three years since the article was written, this fedge has nearly swallowed up its infrastructure. There are gaps mostly at the top, which could easily be tinkered with and filled in, but I had the impression that this living fence is not fussed over. Old flowers weren’t clipped off. I picked off some fast-food trash tossed by passersby for a clean photo. (Barbarians!) Shade from a fig tree at one end was causing the most gaposis in the plant growth. Festuca grass grows along the bottom and is obviously struggling in the dry soil. I checked the soil at the top of the fedge, and I’d be surprised if it’s been irrigated since the last winter rains.

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The vigorous Senecio mandraliscae dominates the planting. In my own garden, this succulent responds to trimming by growing back more dense, just as it is doing on the fedge. This is not the project to show off your dainty succulent treasures but to muster only the burliest and the toughest. Note the fedge’s slim profile. Only the festuca slightly encroaches on the sidewalk.

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Kalanchoe daigremontiana, the mother of thousands, should only be unleashed with the utmost care. The MOT has met its competitive match on this fedge.

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This is a closeup of that glorious bulge in the center of the fence, seen best in the first photo. I’m guessing it’s a plant that proved too large for the fedge, that’s now being topped to keep it in scale, resulting in this incredible textural explosion. I need a name! (Edited to add: Senecio anteuphorbium)

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Whatever the form, whether the fedge or the “green facade wall,” I wholly sympathize with the impulse to live up close with these plants. Playing with succulents gratifies the hunger for order, pattern, and texture in a discrete space. The rest of the garden can teeter on the brink of chaos, especially in high summer, but these plants never lose their structural cool. It must be this eminent composure and containability that plays a big part in their appeal.

A closeup of sedum on one of my mossed creations, which puts their intricate patterns at eye level.


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I’ve got to admit, though, that I’m not a fan of the aesthetics of the Woolly Pockets, even knowing that their green credentials are impeccable.
I get enough eye rolling at home over my outre mossed creations. Still, the more experimentation, the sooner we’ll figure out what works.

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Life Without the Lawn

Driving for work or errands, I can find myself passing by and through endless suburban housing subdivisions which look as though they’ve been dozing through the controversy over whether to keep or lose the front lawn. (This is Los Angeles, Mediterranean climate, roughly 33 degrees latitude, zone 10, winter rain/summer dry, averaging 15 inches of rain a year.)

On my own street, however, the front lines of the controversy are drawn for all to see.

Gilbert has been sifting nutgrass out of his lawn, like we did decades ago when losing the lawn. Gilbert is keeping the lawn.

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Nutgrass has the survival savvy of cockroaches, but it can be vanquished. (Raising arms in victory.)

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Psst. Across the street, Holly’s away for a couple weeks, and while I’m checking up on the temporary caretaker’s diligence with watering duties, let’s take a quick tour, shall we?

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Holly commenced life without the lawn last August and has done the majority of the work herself. I believe initially she had some day help with removing the grass.
I’ve given her some plants, and she’s bought some shrubs in gallon sizes, but the biggest expense has been the pavers and gravel, about $1,000. The bark is temporary while Holly saves for more gravel, but her instinct to mulch has paid off in beautifully thriving plants. With the lawn gone, Holly putters and plays in her front garden, instead of just passing through to get to the front door. Small stones are stacked into different configurations every time I visit, new vignettes appear. Bella, the German shepherd, does an amazing job of avoiding stepping on the plants and keeping to the paths.

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A city rebate, the Lawn to Garden Incentive Program, offering $2.50 for plants per square foot of lawn removed, maximum of 1,000 square feet, has already blown through the $250,000 dedicated for homeowners replacing grass lawns in front yards and parkways with “California friendly” landscaping. There’s even billboards and buses around town promoting going lawnless. But I don’t underestimate the difficult step this represents for many people, workwise, designwise, and, yes, moneywise. The LA Times ran this piece recently on the dry garden, and the cash outlay was about 10K. One of the most ingenious solutions I have seen was a small bungalow in Venice, California, that turned the front walkway into a bridge to the front door, now spanning a water garden on either side, where the lawn used to be. With much of the housing stock designed to include lawn, it’s not going to be an easy transition.

Sleepy suburbs beware. In arid Los Angeles, it’s becoming increasingly more difficult to ignore the lawn v. lawnless controversy.

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A little blue grass

I’ve been busy moving this little blue grass, Carex glauca, (really a sedge) to various spots the past few days. This photo, with Echeveria nodulosa, is from May 2010.

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A couple prominent blue echeverias have been sustaining heavy snail damage all summer. This morning I once again noted the disgusting appearance of their chewed-up leaves but, instead of sighing and looking away, realized here’s a perfect place for the little blue grass to flaunt its immaculate good looks.

A 6-inch gap between the bricks and Miscanthus ‘Gold Bar’ has been staring at me all summer. Another opportunity for the little blue grass to finish off an edge, it occurred to me yesterday morning.

And this little grass, only 5 inches or so high, is so tough that when the blinding thought occurs that its presence is also immediately required elsewhere, no matter how clumsily you separate it from the main clump, it doesn’t complain. Today I pried a large clump away from this spot it shares with Sedum nussbaumerianum. I hadn’t noticed the typical sedge blooms until I started digging it up, they’re that insignificant.

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Double-checking its growing requirements today, I found a wide range of advice, from needing even moisture to drought tolerant. It handles both conditions in my garden. It’s also called Carex flacca, and the San Marcos Growers site says it even tolerates light foot traffic. Now, there’s an idea worth exploring, a nice blue ruff among pavers, for instance, where it loves to grow anyway. In my zone 10 garden about a mile from the ocean, this little blue grass is one tough monkey for full sun and shows good drought tolerance, but at the same time isn’t terribly invasive either, though it does spread slowly by stolons. The one failure to report was a western exposure, no supplemental irrigation, and occasionally having to withstand the wheels of my son’s Miata, a lot to ask of any grass.

It’s a great little sedge that I don’t hear much about, that I tend to take for granted because it goes about its business without any fuss or drama, but now I’m beginning to see spots for it everywhere. Zoned for at least 5-9, with some reports to zone 4.

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Pinked

Not quite sure how this happened. I didn’t seek out pink.

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But it arrived anyway, on some great plants like the annual knotweed, Polygonum orientale, a 6-footer with splashy variegated leaves.

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And when I decided to go passiflora shopping, ruddy pink arrived on the diminutive passionflower P. sanguinolenta. (Passiflora grows like kudzu in zone 10, and a judicious selection is key.)
This may not be the passionflower for me, so it’s confined to a pot for now. If I’d known they bloom on such small plants, lots more summer containers would be draped with passionflowers.

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Palest pink hitched a ride on the maple-leaved begonia, B. partita.

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And snuck in on cat’s paws with this Asarina scandens vine, which I could’ve sworn was labeled a white variety.

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More reddish pink arrived when, having to choose an iochroma, I decided against the purple. Orangey-gold would have been preferable. (Is there a gold iochroma?)
But with such a great plant, choosing the flower color is just quibbling. Pick one or the other or another color, but choose iochroma, even if only for containers where this tropical is not hardy.
The red is Iochroma coccinea. I have no idea now why I decided against purple. Probably because the red is less ubiquitous, but that would be a silly reason, right?

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Not that there’s anything wrong with pink. I’m just surprised there’s so much this summer.
This little tropical area is almost a ghetto of pink flowers. But choice has always been guided by consideration of the overall plant first, with color last for me.
So some summers, getting pinked occasionally happens. For “pink eye,” Euphorbia mellifera is the perfect antidote. So soothing.

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And the big leaves of the ‘Siam Ruby’ banana are helping to keep everybody in line as well.

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Cinema Botanica (In The Mood For Love)

Saturday night at Cinema Botanica. It was only a matter of time before I dragged movies into this blog ostensibly about plants. I’ve wanted to see this movie since it was released a decade ago, so I’m definitely late to this show. I knew it was a slow, elegant mood piece, and just the right moment to savor it had to be found. As long a wait as it was, now I’m thankful some movies this good are left in reserve. I knew it would be a visual knockout, that Maggie Cheung’s qipaos had caused a commotion when the film was released. But watching her walk in these gorgeous dresses is to witness the crowning glory of human bipedalism. It is these qipaos that rate this film a slot in the Cinema Botanica, or one dress in particular. You can’t miss it. The shock of that huge daffodil on the pale, straw-colored bodice had me gasping out loud. What a bizarre but bold idea, and the perfect touch for a movie partly about a woman stoically holding on to her self-esteem while her husband spends his passion on interminable “business trips.” The passage of time is subtly handled, and what may seem like an extended dinner scene is actually several dinners, as quietly revealed through the changing qipaos worn by Ms. Cheung.


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This same dress appears later on in the movie, seen full length, one of the rare times a qipao is repeated. The stylized cheongsam, the qipao, would seem to be one of the few garments capable of absorbing whatever colors and patterns the designers dream up, even full-length flowery chintz, but I think this has as much to do with the graceful bearing of Ms. Cheung. If you’ve ever sewn a garment, you’ll appreciate the fit of these dresses to this actress for the astonishing piece of dressmaking artistry it represents. And if you’ve ever wondered why Americans can’t seem to bring a gorgeously designed movie to the screen without a superhero anchoring it, this is your movie, which celebrates the intimacy of sharing food, the exuberant use of pattern and color, the bottomless depths of suppressed feeling expertly performed by virtuoso actors.

The exquisite music and, oh, the food, the dumplings, those noodles, bear equal billing. One of my favorite lines, because I was thinking the same thing is, paraphrasing: “She goes out dressed like that for noodles?” Yes, she does, gliding in the qipao, the thermos of noodles swinging at her side. Our neighborhood is just now getting some decent street food, little taco carts open til all hours just a block away, but to have a little thermos like the character of Mrs. Chan to fill with pork and noodles at the end of a workday — personal misery notwithstanding, dinnertime would be bliss.


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For color theorists, this movie is a master lesson, awash in strong Fauvist contrasts like red and green.
Supporting role here played by an aspidistra. Overall amazing set design for this story set in 1962, like Mad Men of the Orient.

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In The Mood For Love. The link details the plot, so if you haven’t seen this extraordinary movie yet, read at your own risk. Even if it takes ten years, find the perfect moment to watch this movie. For anyone with even a remote interest in color and design, you’ll be richly rewarded, I promise.

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A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray

Elvis Costello does Penny Lane for his mum and the POTUS, filmed June 2, 2010, for PBS. I know I’m betraying both my age and a schmaltz streak a mile wide, but…

this is lovely. Well done, Elvis. I was too young to catch the Beatles, but Elvis and I go way back (1976 My Aim Is True).

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And of course the pretty nurse knew that, for cut flowers, she needed to sear the ends of the poppies with a lit match first, right?

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