My Favorite Plants
Cacti and succulents, herbs, native plants of the West.
Plants Currently in My Garden
My garden here in Palm Springs lives in a tropical desert and I strive to grow as wide a diversity of species as will tolerate our extreme summer heat. It was influenced by my mentor, Clark Moorten of Moorten Botanical Garden in town here. He is a collector of cacti and succulents. I maintain a huge collection of my own cacti and succulents, many rare and propagated from Clark's world class collection. But I also grow desert perennials in a cottage garden.
I love to garden, because....
Gardening and the plant kingdom roots us into the earth. Plants also define locale more than anything else, and they have history with every culture, linking me in my little piece of ground with humanity around the globe.
Biggest Gardening Challenge
Here in Palm Springs it is unquestionably the extreme desert heat which can reach 120 degrees in the summer but averages about 110 for July and August.
If I'm not gardening, I can be found:
Riding my quarter horse Sassy out into the wildlands of the desert outside town, whhere trails go on FOREVER. I also escape the heat by going horse camping in the mountains during the summer.
Other Hobbies
I have always been creative and though my time is split between garden, horse and work, when there is leftover time I love to create glass mosaics which adorn my garden.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009, 10:35 AM CST
[General]
Wildfire is no stranger to California, it only became a disaster after we got here.
Today the 140K acre Station Fire is still flirting with just 25 percent containment. The beautiful mountains that ring the Northeastern side of the Los Angeles basin are burning right down to their toes and further into the forest than anyone can see.
They predicted this long ago as the growth became ever more dense and developments encroached into this high fire hazard zone.
Those who have read Dana's noteworthy account, Two Years Before The Mast, there is a unique view of California in the Spanish period about 1820. As his ship makes its way up the coast he remarks how the name Tierra del Fuego had been coined for this western edge of the continent. Though some attribute this to the flame like orange of California poppy flowers, it is in fact derived from the reality described by Dana. He observes the coast, shrouded in the smoke of slow burning wildfires that traveled across the natural landscape from early summer to Christmas time.
In William Brewer's account of his work for the USGS entitled Up and Down California, we find an inland account of open forests and mosaic of low level burns that were often enhanced by Native Americans to improve acorn gathering and wildlife populations. Today the land here bears little resemblance to this presettlement model.
Our wildlands have been protected to death, and what is happening in Los Angeles and throughout the west is merely a symptom. The disease is exclusion of fire in a fire dependent ecosystem, which, like a child denied tough love, will ultimately destroy itself.