I don’t actually do the fishing. But I’m happy to do the eating (salmon, smoked on redwood stakes over a sand pit of alder wood coals) –
and camping…right here.
I’ll be off the grid for a bit, but will catch up with you all when I return. Happy blogging, gardening, and soaking up the last of summer with your favorite pup(s)!
“You may go down to the garden.”…(Peter Rabbit’s mother) Beatrix Potter
I confess that I did not have to make two trips to the Memorial Garden this weekend.
The temperatures are beginning to cool, which means the need for extra watering is diminishing, and even the weeds are growing a little slower.
But I’ll be taking a little break for some ocean camping, and our blooming days are growing shorter. I want to enjoy summer’s last blooms as long as I can.
Everyone else had the same idea; the dogs were everywhere in the Homeward Bound garden this weekend! Miss Macy with her ever-present toy,
Sunny with her sweet white face and disposition,
Blossom looking pretty,
and Hootie enjoying Laura’s company. (Laura’s the one with the hat!)
Sonny was back for more training classes. He is a certified Canine Good Citizen (CGC) who provides weekly therapy visits to a local Kaiser hospital.
Boulder and Phoenix are new arrivals; a pair who will hopefully find a new home together.
And Eastman – another new arrival who greets dogs and humans with a happy smile and wagging tail.
Even Axel and Bradley, who have perfectly good homes of their own, came by just to see what all the ruckus was about.
Party in the garden!
Some new things are blooming in Ina’s Cottage Garden. I believe this is Obedient Plant.
And this looks like an Aster…Ina?
The Roses are putting on a show; the result of Maria’s feeding them last week.
This contrast of blooms is beautiful in the White Garden.
The Hummingbird Garden was hosting more than birds…
can you find my little Dragonfly friend hiding here?
And of course…the Dahlias.
A riot of color. A splash of sunshine. And dogs. What a great way to celebrate the closing of summer. Does the party have to end?
“Everything has beauty,
but not everyone sees it.” ~Confucius
This is Hunter, a new arrival. He visited the Memorial Garden today and decided to stay awhile. I can’t tell you his story yet, as he has not been assessed. It breaks my heart to see older dogs like Hunter come in. They have stories; long ones. Whether by choice, necessity or happenstance, they arrive here confused, sad and anxious about their future.
He does not yet know it, but he is lucky to arrived at Homeward Bound, where dedicated and caring volunteers will work hard to ensure a loving home for him.
Like the petals of these spent flowers, he still has great beauty to offer.
I hope that someone will see it in him someday soon.
“Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made,
and forgot to put a soul into.” – Henry Ward Beecher
We received a lovely tree donation to the Homeward Bound Memorial Garden; something we were all unfamiliar with. We were told it was a Dove, or Davida Tree.
Without lifting someone else’s photo I can’t show you a Dove Tree, but needless to say it has leaves like a Dogwood and each flower has two bracts which look like petals. They hang in long rows, resembling handkerchiefs or little ghosts. They bloom in spring.
Having no experience with a Dove tree, we took the donor’s word for it, even though the leaves looked nothing like a Dogwood. Then it started blooming…in August! Time to do a little more research.
Tree identifier sites are wonderful, if you haven’t forgotten all of your high school botany.
Simple or compound leaves?
Lobed or unlobed?
Palmately or pinnately lobed?
Back to school!
Our mystery tree has double-lobed, long, heart-shaped leaves – like a very droopy valentine, or headless bunny ears.
It’s flowers have elegant, delicate, white stamens and petals.
A bit of searching finally turned up Orchid Tree; something not often seen in Northern California. It is apparently native to China and India, but can be found in Southern California and a few other, mostly southern states. It is supposed to be hardy to Zone 8b, so it just makes our area.
The tree can grow in moist, well drained, clay, loam, or sandy soils, under slightly acidic conditions. It will work well in our garden if we ensure it is watered regularly. It grows well in full sun or in partial shade with late afternoon shade beneficial to its blooms. We have just the spot as you enter by way of Ina’s Cottage Garden – where the shed’s shadow will give it a much-needed respite late in the day.
We’ll have to prune it to ensure it has a strong, balanced shape as it grows – but what a beauty it will be and a perfect tribute to the Memorial Garden. Mystery solved…with gratitude to its donor!
I like this: “My green thumb came only as a result of the mistakes I made while learning to see things from the plant’s point of view.” ~H. Fred Dale
I came across these “Top 10 Gardening Mistakes” recently and thought it would be fun to see how we stacked up in our first year effort at the Homeward Bound Memorial Garden?
Mistake 1: Planting a Garden in the Wrong Spot
There’s nothing wrong with our garden spot. In fact, the land was probably flooded many times before the levies were built, leaving soil rich in clay and silt which we added amendments to. While young trees will eventually lend more shade, the plants thrive here in the full sun. I heard that The Memorial Garden was once known as the dumping spot for the property. No more! And besides…we’re surrounded by Golden Retrievers! There couldn’t be a better spot for a garden.
Mistake 2: Accidentally Pulling Up Flowers Instead of Weeds
Yup. The rule of thumb is: if it removes easily, it is probably not a weed. You usually know that right after it has been lifted! I also purposefully planted “weeds” to attract butterflies. See the previous post What Is A Weed on Milkweed and Monarch Butterflies.
Mistake 3: Not Preparing the Soil
Not guilty. Maybe overly ‘not guilty’. In removing waist-high weeds to uncover garden beds, we turned a lot of soil and added amendments. Ina, our resident Master Gardener, suggested a more measured approach; digging amendments only into the spot you want to plant, and smothering surrounding weeds in mulch. She argues that turned weeds in newly enriched soil have a perfect environment for sprouting. She applied her approach to the nearly maintenance-free Cottage Garden. Good lesson.
Mistake 4: Overwatering
Check. But only for a few plants that were misplaced for their surroundings. Most of the garden is on sprinklers instead of drip. Not ideal – but it was the most practical approach. So we have to be thoughtful about plant positions. There was a little trial and error involved in the first year. A couple have been sacrificed along the way.
Mistake 5: Planting an Invasive Variety
Guilty, I think. I could not resist planting some California Poppies. If they reseed profusely, the other gardeners will be cursing me next fall. But aren’t they lovely?!
Mistake 6: Not Taking Wildlife Into Account
We were warned. We figured out how to co-exist with the Killdeer birds that lay their eggs in the beds;
and we made peace with the snake (who has been absent of late),
but the bunnies have occasionally gotten the better of us.
Thankfully, things grow so abundantly in the garden that we can spare some extras. But do they have to eat the herbs right down to the plant base? Moderation, please, little bunnies!
Mistake 7: Not Giving Plants Enough Sun
Definitely not guilty. Our garden was made for sun-lovers. Three years from now, when the many trees mature, things will look very different and we’ll have a lot of re-arranging to do. I can’t wait to find spots for Hydrangeas, Astilbe, New Guinea Impatiens, and Fuschias!
Mistake 8: Spreading Too Many Seeds
Maria. Sunflowers?
Enough said.
Mistake 9: Using Too Much Pesticide
Mulch is our best friend. It keeps out the weeds, and keeps in the moisture. We went through tons of it. For our garden, we found that shredded bark worked best. Light enough to layer on thick, but still workable. Next year, we might want to just truck it in.
Mistake 10: Planting Too Close Together
So Guilty! In fairness, nothing I have every grown in this Sacramento Valley has grown as profusely as it does in this garden. The verbena, marigolds and petunias in the bed above were started from a couple of six-packs. Sue was worried that they would never fill in. Surprise.
Same with the Hummingbird garden above. The rule of spacing plants at one half their expected height was followed; their expected height was just really misjudged. As a result, we’ll merge these two beds this fall, giving ample room to all.
And here are two more rules for good measure:
Mistake 11: Clumps of many different plants are less attractive than larger groups of fewer plants:
Says who?
And finally,
Mistake 12: Don’t put the brightest colors at the end of the border which will lead the eye right out of the garden.
Point taken. We will try to remember that in the coming year, thank you!
You’ve heard of the dog days of summer? So just how hot is it in the west this weekend?
Here’s a hint.
I made a quick trip to the Homeward Bound Memorial Garden this morning to water the fence-line Roses which we didn’t get to yesterday. While I waited on them, I decided to remove the birch tree that we accidentally drowned.
I filled the hole, graded the surrounding area to prevent a recurrence, and cut the water to its companion for a bit. It still has some buds, so fingers crossed please.
Temperature is rising. Too hot to work anymore. What to do? Puppy Play Date!
In the pen next to the Garden were three cuties; two from a litter delivered last January at Homeward Bound.
Puppy Play Dates are a great way to socialize your young one. To ensure that things didn’t get too out of hand, they were joined by Bella, the grown-up in the group.
Come on little pups…I’ll show you how it’s done.
There you go! Now it’s time for a nap…
and dreams of catching squirrels.
There are heroes among us. In the Homeward Bound Memorial Garden, between the Dahlias…
and the Roses…
the Lupine…
and the delicate White Lavender…
you will find some of the heroes of Homeward Bound.
1. Robin and Jim – with their rescue, Owen who visited with us in the garden before “school” today.
Even the staff of HB was surprised by their pick; Owen had flunked adoption twice for his youthful exuberance and ill-mannered ways. A suggestion was made that they might want to foster first to determine if he was a good fit, Robin’s reply was simple: “I don’t return things.”
True to her word, she and Jim have put in the training and love needed for Owen to succeed. A month later, he is already a changed dog. He is still a work in progress, with much more training ahead. But it looks like he has found his forever home.
2. Laura. She and other dedicated dog-walkers were out early to get the dogs walked before the temperatures soared too high in the middle of our heat wave. She shared the Willow Garden – the coolest spot on the property – with her golden friend, Tom (such a ham!)
Here she is with Tristan – one of the dogs who has come all the way from Taiwan.
In the past few years, Homeward Bound has taken in over 30 dogs from Taiwan, working in partnership with the Taichung Universal Action Protection Association (TUAPA) and Asians for Humans, Animals and Nature (AHAN). Many have been adopted, but Tristan remains a much-loved Sanctuary dog due to his special needs.
3. Edna. A very special hero. She – too recently – said goodbye to yet another of her permanent fosters. She has another at home. And today, she arrived with with Jezell, her adopted pup, to share some tears, hugs, and to pick up yet another foster.
Edna is a long-time foster mom. From a 2007 newsletter speaking about one of her fosters with terminal cancer, she said, “For all that I give them; they give 1000 times more in return. It’s like having a ‘No Vacancy’ sign on your heart. All of them teach me life lessons every day. Even with Monty’s cancer, he shows me how to just be happy for this day and this moment. I try each day to celebrate his life and not cry so much about his dying. We have today and that’s a blessing.”
Edna’s heart seems to have endless capacity.
The world needs more Edna’s.
I thought that these sunflowers were the perfect metaphor for our Memorial Garden. Growing from one stalk, one head has faded, while another blooms. This is the cycle of quiet ends and new beginnings – sadness and joy – that we see so often at Homeward Bound Golden Retriever Rescue and Sanctuary.
“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.” – Alexander Graham Bell.
The Memorial Garden as a place to remember and celebrate the lives of our four-legged friends who brought us such joy, companionship and happiness.
Every dog lover knows the heartache of loss, and yet we risk it all over again – because the need is so great. So many pups in need of homes; so many homes in need of the unconditional love of pups.
“Dogs just wrap themselves around your heart in ways you never thought possible.” – HB
Often we hear people say that they can’t bear to adopt an older dog with the possibility of only a few years together. And yet, there on the organization’s Facebook page this week, was a post from a woman who said goodbye to her Golden – adopted at 10 and lived to 17. Seven wonderful years. Life has its own plans, and there are no guarantees. So worry less about the age and more about the connection and the difference that you make in each other’s lives. Hearts are like gardens – with endless capacity to be reborn. Never the same…
but equally beautiful.
“Everything that slows us down and forces patience,
everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature,
is a help.
Gardening is an instrument of grace.” – May Sarton
I made a trip to the garden late yesterday afternoon. Sometimes, I find it more productive to break up the weekend chores into two sessions instead one long marathon. (Didn’t Ina do a beautiful job on the White Garden this week?)
It was definitely cooler, with ominous clouds moving in – unusual for our Sacramento Valley which is usually baking this time of year.
I met Janet and Dale in the gardens. They were visiting with Holden, the sweet pup they adopted from Homeward Bound about a year ago. A special-needs dog, he does not produce tears. So every few hours, they administer them for him. Such dedication.
Janet, it turns out, is also one of the designated administrators for the organization’s Facebook page. We have her to thank for sharing our blog and video, bringing it to the attention of so many more people last month. Thank you, Janet! We appreciate the assist!
I thought maybe the darkening skies carried coastal fog – perhaps causing our 20-degree day-to-day temperature drop.
Good thing I’m not a weather forecaster. Not long after I got home, thunder set in, and then a brief rainfall. This really does not happen here very often – and I feel a little guilty considering how parched so many parts of our country are this summer.
By the next morning, the clouds were gone, replaced by a light breeze and blue skies, and accompanied by a light shower of dogs all morning long – just happy to enjoy the beautiful morning in the Homeward Bound Memorial Garden.
As I left the night before, I saw the pens filled with new, beautiful, blond Goldens.
This morning, I met many of them in person. Among the newly emerging Dahlias…
I met new arrivals, Sunny –
Huntington –
Bristol –
and Shadow (such a happy face!)
Amid the flourishing roses…
I found Chris – one of our dog-whisperers – and her own pups Tigger and Missy. They visit us pretty regularly, before Chris gets to a long day of assessing and working with the new dogs.
And not long after capturing this visiting Monarch Butterfly,
I was introduced to Tosh. He’s a handsome young man and full of “ready-to-roll!” Look how nicely he sits already!
It never ceases to amaze me that so many beautiful dogs find their way here for rescue.
Thankfully Ina paid a visit to the gardens this week and Pat joined me this morning. The extra hands made it possible to spend a little time appreciating the pups and still get the weeding, watering, dead-heading and fountain-cleaning accomplished. All while Maria is off playing in Europe dog-watching when she should be site seeing. She sent this picture of a “Hungarian Shepherd” (I suspect it is actually a Hungarian Kuvasz) –
and this unusual creature.
Don’t worry Maria. We’ll save you a couple of projects so you will feel missed when you return!
Gardens For Goldens 