The calendar says spring, the weather says winter, and Mother Nature says it’s a good time to talk turkey. At least, that’s what I assume she intended when I glanced out the window yesterday after a cold, wet morning of garden chores to catch a wild turkey hen strutting through the woodland between the house and the Reedy River. Surprisingly, I saw the hen a second time just a few minutes ago, which puts me at the computer to share the excitement with you, since I managed to grab a camera in time to take photos. A turkey can move fast when it wants to, however, so the pic below, made utilizing the zoom on a Panasonic DMC-ZS19, is a bit blurred.And here’s a photo Tim captured yesterday with his phone showing the turkey in the larger landscape — including our tiny back garden above the woodland terraces that slope down towards the river. (Clicking on the photo will provide an enlarged view.)
At the bottom right, you can see the second of two stone stairways that are recently constructed for easier access up and down the steep slope. And if you look closely, you can see the new fescue (grass) seed I spread in yesterday’s cold rain, after carefully hand cultivating the soil with a prong hoe. Growing a lawn in this area is problematic, to say the least, and a new plan (which I’ll show you soon) eliminates grass completely. Work in this garden area is on hold, however, until the basement patio and first level deck are removed and replaced with a pair of porches.
I also pruned this weekend, cutting back foliage burned by single digit temperatures and winter winds, such as that on the evergreen fronds of the Japanese holly ferns (Cyrtomium falcatum) and autumn ferns (Dryopteris erythrosora). Here’s an after photo, taken this morning.The new fronds, which were just visible above the soil when I cut away the old, have been quick to unfurl. I’ll be dashing around to provide cover later today, as we have another deep freeze with temperatures in the mid 20s headed our way. Though the last average frost date for the Upstate is April 15, we seldom see temperatures below 30 degrees F in late March. Fingers crossed this wave of frigid cold will be our last.
Thankfully, these pretty pots will be easy to move under the protection of the front porch.