A week or so ago we finally got some good rain after a pretty dry spring. Hopefully we will get more good soaking rains heading into summer. Misty days don’t count though they are better than hot, sunny days this early in the season. I’ve had to irrigate the whole garden a couple of times because of new plantings but the recent rain should relieve the pressure.

Look at that peaceful little garden bed (if you can ignore the hardware cloth rabbit fence) with rustic garden fork and watering can and some new pipicha plants. In another month, when the now dormant perennials and the new annuals have sprung up and started flowering, it will look positively vibrant. Putting plants in the ground in spring is a wholesome activity. When you’re finished you want to sit back with a cup of tea and consider the bliss that garden work inspires. Ah, job well done.

Ok, maybe bliss is the wrong word. Relief is more like it, the sort of relief that comes after an hour or so of digging, tearing and cursing the tree roots out of a garden bed. All of the roots in the wheelbarrow are from the garden bed behind it. Less than ten feet away to the left is a border of trees and shrubs. The trees, in this case the black hawthorn (Crataegus douglasii), are sending their roots into all nearby irrigated garden beds. There was a time when the irrigation systems around the garden were working. That time has passed. So the unirrigated border plants are getting their water from the Medicinal Herb Garden beds. I spend way too much time clearing tree roots from beds and watering by hand beds where the irrigation is no longer functional. And so it goes, chin up, watering can in hand, onward.

I can’t dig the tree roots from the nearby black hawthorn out of this bed because it is too established with perennials. Luckily these narrowleaf mule ears (Wyethia angustifolia) can handle dry conditions. While on a recent backpacking trip, partially along the Yakima Skyline Trail, I encountered vast expanses of mule ears and balsamroot (Balsamorhiza spp.) as far as the eye could see. It was a superbloom year for balsamroot and it was breathtaking, especially with distant views of the snowcapped Stuart Range to the north and Mt Adams and Mt Rainier to the south. Sometimes you’re in the right place at the right time.

A few feet from the mule ears, sacahuista (Nolina microcarpa) is flowering again. For millennia, its leaves have been used as a very tough fiber by native people of the southwest. It is one of many plants native to the US southwest and Mexico that can thrive in sunny, well-drained areas in Seattle. The time is here to start planting hardy, drought-tolerant plants in our yards and around the city. At least consider having a mosaic of drought-tolerant anchor plants around your spread, plants that can serve as islands of green that will survive a major drought when water will likely be rationed.

On another backpacking trip in late summer on the east side of the Olympic Peninsula a couple of years ago, I came across some lomatium plants. The foliage was all gone or brown and desiccated but the seeds were still attached so I collected some. I didn’t inspect the plants closely because I was carrying a heavy pack and on the move but figured they were either Lomatium martindalei or Lomatium nudicaule. They turned out to be the latter. I started the seeds and grew them in tubes last year then transplanted to the garden last fall and here they are in the spring.

Shortgrass prairie plant meets tallgrass prairie plant. Prairie smoke (Geum triflorum) in foreground and prairie dock (Silphium terebinthinaceum) behind have some overlapping medicinal uses, treating lung and throat complaints among other ailments. But they also share the open space of the prairies on the Great Plains. Every once in a while, maybe pause to consider what a wonder of the world the North American prairies were, after the last ice age glaciers receded but before the plows, malls, interstate highways, tract housing etc. arrived. Tallgrass and shortgrass prairie lands combined once covered an estimated 700,000 square miles of what is now Canada and the US. Take a deep breath and try your hardest to imagine the vastness of such a landscape. It’s not easy. That’s a lot of land. The percentage of that landscape that remains is in the low single digits but thankfully, a lot of good people are working to restore some of those damaged lands. Bring back the bison, the wolves and the grizzlies and take down the fences and we’ll be getting somewhere.

Golden Alexanders (Zizea aurea) from central and eastern Canada and US has been a traditional treatment for fevers among other uses. It’s perennial and it blooms early.

Those flowers attract a lot of insects. Having early and late flowering plants in the garden is good for the insects.

Great camas or Leichtlin’s camas (Camassia leichtlinii) in section C. This is a naturally occurring white variety. Garden visitors often assume it is death camas (Toxicoscordion spp.) because it is white.

Bush penstemon (Penstemon fruticosus) grows mostly east of the Cascade crest. It was a bit tentative for a few years in this bed but seems to have finally settled in.
You can see all of the above plants in section C which is the sunniest section.

Pasque flowers (Pulsatilla vulgaris) in section B. They are in a bed surrounded by arnica (Arnica montana) but arnica flowers a little bit later. Too bad because they would look great flowering together and their healing virtues are complimentary. They treat different types of pain, each in in its own way.

Lei gong teng (Tripterygium wilfordii) is a woody vine and it really isn’t suited to a garden bed because it wants to go up and into the trees or whatever else is nearby. Maybe I will move it one of these days or let it grow up into the low, overhanging hawthorn branches. Here it is just starting to flower. The roots are most commonly used in Chinese medicine to treat rheumatoid arthritis.

For some unknown reason the rabbits didn’t graze on the daylilies around section B this spring. These are Amur daylillies (Hemerocallis middendorffii), native to northeastern Asia.

Flowers and buds up close. Young shoots, flowers and buds are edible, usually steamed or fried. The common or orange daylily (Hemerocallis fulva) is sometimes recommended for its edible tubers. I don’t know about Amur daylily tubers.

Mallard ducks are not as colorful as the drakes but this one caught the light and the blue reflection just right. She’s a funny duck. A few days ago I was trying (in vain) to take a good photo of the nearby Nootka roses when I felt something on my foot. My first thought was a rat or a squirrel, but when I looked down it was this very duck, just exploring her little Cascara Circle world.

This is the mediocre photo I got of Nootka roses (Rosa nutkana) in Cascara Circle’s east side. What can I say; there was a duck on my foot. Many years ago the east and south sides of this section were solid salal (Gaultheria shallon). I cut it back and planted wild roses, quaking aspens, mock orange and some other Pacific Northwest native plants. It’s good to have a variety. They will establish an order that works for them. That said, if planting something aggressive like Nootka rose, it’s good to have other aggressive plants nearby, like salal and tall oregon grape (Mahonia aquifolium) as a counterbalance. Cascara Circle now has all three in measured abundance.

Western columbine (Aquilegia formosa) from western North America in all its glory. Not really. This is the red columbine (Aquilegia canadensis) from eastern North America. They look a lot alike. Find it in section A. Western columbine is in section D.

In the heron haven woods, north of section D, these woven baskets are or were hanging from a cedar tree. I think they are made from English ivy vines.

Maybe a bird will nest in there but I wonder if they’re hanging too low for that. They are an excellent addition to the woods. Thank you, whoever is making them.

I forgot to collect seeds from the Peruvian groundcherry (Physalis peruviana) last fall. Early this spring I went out to the garden to see if I could find a fruit to hopefully collect some seeds. On the ground was this skeleton of the husk that once enclosed the fruit. All that was left were these seeds which unfortunately did not germinate. Before taking this picture I tried blowing on the husk to see if any seeds would drop out and as you can see, they did. Does that tumbling in the breeze help to spread their seeds in warmer climates? I don’t know. It’s a moot point around here if a mild winter was enough to kill the seeds.

Barred owl nap time. Its eyes appear closed. With all the grief they get from crows, barred owls deserve a nap when the coast is clear.

To the best of my knowledge, all of these pellets were regurgitated by a barred owl that lives in or near the garden. Why the one on the bottom is about twice the size of the others I don’t know. The five on top were all under a Douglas fir on the east edge of the garden and the big one was under a spruce tree at the west edge of the garden. Different barred owl? Different species of owl or maybe just a big meal? Yet another in a never-ending series of garden mysteries.

At the risk of sounding macabre, look at that that little rat jaw in the upper right pellet. The tiny rat teeth are so cool. Did you know you can buy rat pellets for dissection? Those pellets are from captive birds so their diet is pretty predictable. Seems like dissecting pellets from wild birds would be more interesting and exciting because of the diversity of their prey.

The beautiful UW campus has many magical greenspaces where its cast of creatures can thrive. And then, across the street from the herb garden, there is the drab concrete foundation wall around the greenhouse and the narrow parking lot with the two-story concrete retaining wall vista on the other side. Why would a duck hunker down here? Why not?

Beautiful Lake Washington, a paradise for water birds is less than a mile from the murky, silted, duck poo waters of this fountain cistern near the northeast corner of the garden. Something called to this little bufflehead (Bucephala albeola) to do its own thing, to take a little time alone. By itself or with the occasional company of a few Canada geese, it stuck around for a week or so. Who knows? There are ducks and there are ducks.

And there are rabbits. The eastern cottontail rabbit (Sylvilagus floridanus) is a deepening enigma; its bag of tricks and mysteries seems bottomless. While standing at the west edge of Cascara Circle, in a sort of garden reverie, considering the general order of the space and how it is unfolding, what had been and what would be, that sort of thing, I finally noticed this rabbit reclining at its leisure. It didn’t appear injured or otherwise in distress, more like a character from The Wind in the Willows. Normally when I reach for my phone, that is the signal for rabbits to scurry off. It kept a vague eye on me but that was all. I came back in a half hour and it was gone.
rabbit at its ease
inquisitive mallard duck
scent of Nootka rose
See you in the garden.