Living in Inferno can be challenging if one entertains fantasies about daffodils and bluebonnets and manicured English gardens. Such dainty flowers incinerate almost instantly here in the sun and humidity. Pretty much the same thing with grass unless you are okay with pissing away thousands of gallons of precious water every month via an automatic sprinkler system--and for what? So we threw in the towel a few years ago and decided to go with xeriscaping. Our yard now resembles a tropical jungle but that's where we live. My neighbors' carefully cultivated spongy emerald St. Augustine lawns and perversely symmetrical hedges are kind of an odd, anal-retentive contrast. I like my out of control native jungle. And letting it do what it wants yields beauty such as this great bloom. So it's all good.
2 comments:
That's a very cool bird of paridise-ish bloom.
We're also tropical but not quite as tropically as you. Our St. Augustine flourishes without too much trouble. But then again, we get plenty of rain in most years.
Generally speaking, giving up does work.
Wow. Jealous.
I too use lots of natives. My neighbors rip out the salal, but salal is my friend. It needs nothing from me. And salal means being able to sit back and not garden, which goes well with an adult beverage.
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