As a
cheap son-of-a-gun frugal individual, ProfessorRoush was not entirely unhappy when the pot containing the 'Heavenly Flight of Angels' daylily that I was purchasing split down one side as I lifted it to carry it to the sales counter. Yes, it served me with fair notice that the plant was pot-bound, but I also knew I could divide the $10, one-gallon plant and get two decently size plants for the price of one. I also just couldn't, at any price, resist the combo of a 7" inch yellow spider daylily with white ruffled edges and a fragrance described, in tongue-in-cheek fashion, as "heavenly." Everyone thinks they're a comedian these days.
And pot-bound it was, in spades. I normally would divide a plant like this with an old serrated kitchen knife that I purloined from Mrs. ProfessorRoush for just such occasions, or sometimes, as I face a perhaps less dense clump, with simply a garden spade, but in this case I was not going to let pass the opportunity to try out the serrated side of the
new Hori Hori hanging right there on my belt. A few quick strokes of the 6 inch blade and I proved yet another use for the knife and saved myself a trip to the shed for my previous implement of destruction. I might even surprise Mrs. ProfessorRoush and return the kitchen knife.
We've been having some blast furnace 100º weather here, hot and sunny, but the beautiful blue skies that accompany the horrid temperatures keep my complaint levels down. Mama House Sparrow also does not seem to have any complaints, incubating these pretty little eggs in the cool dense shade of our 'Ann' magnolia shrub, about 3 feet off the ground. I startled the attentive incubatee Mom with my early morning weeding today, but she had returned to the nest the next time I checked, so all is well.
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| 'Ed Brown' (not 'Cream Magic') |
I'm actually welcoming the warm temperatures, for once, because we are beginning daylily season and I'd like something to go right this year. The first few are blooming here now, and I took great pleasure in seeing this beautiful daylily open yesterday, for Father's Day. My notes tell me it is Hemerocallis 'Cream Magic', although I can't find a picture on the Internet to visually compare it (see addendum below for correction). The description, however, does match the official "cream flushed pink with greenish cream throat" description, so I'm reasonably certain this is the 1980 cultivar from Lenington-G. 'Cream Magic' is blooming with the 'Stella de Oro's' and a couple of other nondescript cultivars, so she's the "cream" of the ball right now. Until the next flashy daylily comes along. Such as my two new clumps of 'Heavenly Flight of Angels'.
Addendum 2018-06-19: The daylily that I thought was 'Cream Magic', is actually 'Ed Brown', according to the latter's label at the K-State Garden, where I purchased my start and where it was blooming today when I also saw the real 'Cream Magic' blooming. So much for interpreting written descriptions without photographs. To straighten out my daylily maps at home is an impossible task. The real 'Cream Magic' is pictured here, to the left, for Internet prosperity.
And pot-bound it was, in spades. I normally would divide a plant like this with an old serrated kitchen knife that I purloined from Mrs. ProfessorRoush for just such occasions, or sometimes, as I face a perhaps less dense clump, with simply a garden spade, but in this case I was not going to let pass the opportunity to try out the serrated side of the new Hori Hori hanging right there on my belt. A few quick strokes of the 6 inch blade and I proved yet another use for the knife and saved myself a trip to the shed for my previous implement of destruction. I might even surprise Mrs. ProfessorRoush and return the kitchen knife. 
We've been having some blast furnace 100º weather here, hot and sunny, but the beautiful blue skies that accompany the horrid temperatures keep my complaint levels down. Mama House Sparrow also does not seem to have any complaints, incubating these pretty little eggs in the cool dense shade of our 'Ann' magnolia shrub, about 3 feet off the ground. I startled the attentive incubatee Mom with my early morning weeding today, but she had returned to the nest the next time I checked, so all is well.
