Régimes and Citrus plants

A beautiful daylily from Rockford.

Daylilies from my front flower bed.

The 4th of July is going to be an interesting time this year. No parades, no fireworks, no major picnics or family gatherings.

One wonders how this Pandemic is going to play out and one also wonders whether the régime will continue as is. It is amazing to me that the régime even managed to do so much damage to the work done previously toward making the country and world better.

Enough of that, it is depressing and perhaps not even helpful to rant and fret about what we cannot change. I remember when the Pandemic started that I wondered if this might be FOOL’s undoing. What a horrible thought that so many people had to lose their lives needlessly as so much of this could have been avoided.

In other news…the flowers in the garden are glorious and I have one major surprise, my dahlias. I have been planting dahlias the past two years and although I managed to get their tubers to stay over the winter, they really didn’t have a great success rate when I started them growing again. Last year I was tired and left the tubers in the ground. Two of them have started back up, apparently warm enough in their position about eighteen inches from the house in a flower bed covered by an overhang. They are huge and soon to bloom. They are each over two feet tall and truly glorious.

My calamondin that I recently purchased from a citrus company is down to one leaf and not looking great. It had never really looked great so it was no surprise to me. I contacted the company for this over fifty dollar purchase and yesterday I received a really healthy version of the calamondin which is, if my memory serves me well, a cross between a kumquat and a tangerine. I love citrus flowers and the look of their leaves and if my one leaf calamondin survives, that will mean I have three citrus plants: my almost three foot grapefruit and two calamondins.

Thinking about these plants is better than thinking about the horrible things happening to this country. In the winter, looking at these plants makes me think of the summer.

About Richard Koerner

Sixty something, father, papi, educator, organizer, Francophile, traveler, amateur photographer, gardener, cyclist, kayaker, calligrapher, cinephile, reader, and overall renaissance type human being.
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