All was quiet last night in the patch… well at least it was for a while. We all were settled in to watch our 105th viewing of the new “Tinkerbell” movie, when we realized we were being burgled. There was a tremendous commotion on our back deck, I scurried outside to startle the perpetrator.
When I burst through the back door, with camera in tow, this masked bandit jumped on top of our child proof gate in a rather Johnny Knoxville “Jackass” fashion. The gate crashed to the ground, and this is the shot I blindly took of him, scampering down my steps and away into the night dark…
...and this was the carnage he left behind. Fish food “Blub, Blub..So inconsiderate”!
everywhere! I decided not to clean it up as I figured this bandit would be back a few minutes later to finish off what he started.
I was right, the next morning all this fish food was pretty much hoovered up. I now keep the fish food in my outdoor refrigerator.
“Francoise, have you ever seen a more perfect place?
“No Richard, it is fantasteek, all that sweet smelling artemisia!”
I wanted to investigate this tiny hut further but a small sound turned my head to a clearing. I turned my camera (naturally on full macro) and caught these two tiny castaways in the middle of one of their daily chores.
I surmised that the hut had to be theirs, then wondered how many years they had been marooned out here?, cut off from any miniature human contact. I wondered if they had heard the recent rock gig in my Asparagus fern amphitheater.
The cooler temperatures we have been experiencing have been a welcome relief (still no rain though). Imagine my surprise when I happened to stumble upon this tropical micro-climate hidden in the depths of my silver artemisia “Powis Castle”. I was amazed to find this swiss family robinson hut perched on a stone slab that looked remarkably like sand! The tropical vista looked like a scene from “The Beach”.
“Aaargh! this Powis Castle is so dense, how is the fire coming along?”
“One more stick and we are ready to start cooking sis”.
“What is on the menu tonight bro, tell me it is not another one of those spiny crabby “Orb Weavers” that taste like chicken?”
“Afraid so sis”…
I had no idea that the potato on this vine existed so close
to the surface, and that they were so large.
But all he kept ranting on about was a ball called Wilson.
I neglected to mention that I did encounter one other castaway in
the higher altitudes of this patch of Artemisia:
(You don’t want to plant this one too close to a back deck!)
Shade tolerant evergreen shrub from Japan.
Grows best in loose, well drained soil with regular watering and full shade.
Always the last plant of the year to bloom in my yard, perhaps being a native of Japan and South Korea it is simply confused by our seasons.
The creamy white flowers appear in late fall and early winter, offering a final meal to any late-flying insects, unfortunately mostly flies. I have never seen a plant that attracts so many flies, anyone know the scientific reason for this?