Just another day in paradise

What if we just let it all go?

A path in the early morning fog.
Virunga Safari Lodge in early morning fog.

Just cut paths through the brush and then beautifully paved them?

path - Virunga Safari Lodge

Pushed out a few garden rooms with low walls and columns built of local stone?

Sunflowers at the entrance to a garden room.

The central path crosses a garden room.

Mowed the grass only in those small spaces? Gardened (sometimes) with a machete, not hoes and shovels?

wildflowers beyond wall
A terrace overlooking the wild hillside, the roofs of cabins in the background.

That’s what I kept thinking during our overnight stay at the Virunga Safari Lodge in northern Rwanda a couple of weeks ago.

The path to the local village.
Path to the local village beyond a wall.

The hotel consists of a main dining/lounge building and eight very private cabins.

The stone terrace of our cabin in morning fog.
The stone terrace and bench of our cabin in morning fog.

A central path through the hotel grounds runs along the top of a hill, and the cabins are sited on both sides on a level below.

roof of our cabin
The roof of our cabin.

In the brush, wild natives and naturalized exotics grow together in a jumble.  They were noisy with birds and insects.

plants over wall

Perennial sunflowers.

As we took a walk through the neighboring community, I realized that the light-touch landscaping of the hotel grounds created, in a sense, the least artificial environment in the area. Rwanda’s country land is highly cultivated — almost every square foot is part of a vegetable garden or field or wooded plot for timber.  A steep slope is rarely an obstacle.

Fields on a nearby hillside.
Fields on a nearby hillside.

At the end of a relaxing stay, we had lunch at a table overlooking Lake Burera and its little islands. Then we were off on the 2-hour drive back to Kigali.

The view at lunch.

It’s sad to leave Eden.

View from our table at lunch.
View of sunflowers and the lake from our table at lunch.

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To see more photos of Virunga Safari Lodge from a brief visit last year, click here.

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(A bit belated) Bloom Day for January

Here are a few of the flowers blooming in our garden this month.

orange tropical hibiscus

This beautiful light orange tropical hibiscus — this large shrub is growing on the middle level of the retaining walls along the front lawn.

orange tropical hibiscus

Below:  Rudbeckia laciniata or cutleaf coneflowers — this is a double variety, possibly ‘Goldquelle,’ ‘Hortensia,’ or ‘Goldenglow.’

Double Rudbeckia

This 3′ to 5′ rudbeckia — usually seen with single coneflower blooms — is native to eastern North America. A double variety appeared in 1897 and became popular as an “outhouse flower,” planted to shield privies from view.

When we arrived in Rwanda, there was one clump in the garden. I divided it, and now, because it is a “vigorous spreader,” I have about 25 plants.

Rudbeckia

I’m pretty sure the plant below is another American native in our garden: Datura stramonium or Jimson weed or Jamestown weed.

entrance and jimson weed

Because all parts of the plant can produce delirium or bizarre behavior if ingested or smoked, it played a small role in colonial American history when it drugged British soldiers sent to quell a 1676 uprising in Virginia.

The James-Town Weed . . . , being an early plant, was gather’d very young for a boil’d salad, by some of the soldiers sent thither to quell the rebellion of Bacon; and some of them ate plentifully of it, the effect of which was a very pleasant comedy, for they turned natural fools upon it for several days: one would blow up a feather in the air; another would dart straws at it with much fury; and another, stark naked, was sitting up in a corner like a monkey, grinning and making mows [grimaces] at them; a fourth would fondly kiss and paw his companions, and sneer in their faces with a countenance more antic than any in a Dutch droll.

In this frantic condition they were confined, lest they should, in their folly, destroy themselves. . . .  [A]fter eleven days [they] returned themselves again, not remembering anything that had passed.

The History and Present State of Virginia, 1705

jimson weed

Below:  Salvia leucantha or Mexican sage — when we moved in over a year ago, there was one clump near the driveway.  I divided it, and now we have the purple and white flowers all around the semi-circle of pavement.

mexican sage

I like its tall, twisty, rather floppy nature, but I think those same attributes annoy our gardener, who keeps trying to stake it upright.

mexican sage and driveway 2

The driveway area is mainly planted with the sage, ‘Fairy’ (I think) roses, yellow daylilies, Jimson weed, and orange lantana. There are also several palm trees, which will eventually add some vertical interest. I’m thinking of adding either some tall, dark pink celosia, burgundy sunflowers, or cranberry-colored hardy hibiscus.

mexican sage and driveway

I am not responsible for the bright yellow and white paint on the curbs, by the way.  I go back and forth about whether I like it or not.

Below:  We have finally stopped using the cutting garden as a holding area for various plants being moved from one place to another.

cutting garden

It is now planted out with zinnias, borage, and cosmos seedlings, as well as some perennials, like the pink chrysanthemums below.

pink chrysatheums in cutting garden

I have really tried to like those acid yellow dahlias in the background, but I just can’t, and I think they are going into the compost pile quite soon.

Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day is the 15th day of each month. To see what’s blooming in other garden bloggers’ gardens, check out May Dreams Gardens.

Foliage Follow Up

When we were at my parents’ house in September, I went around the garden and gathered seeds from their purple coneflowers, lamb’s ear, and wild mullein.  I put them all in one baggie because I thought I would recognize the seedlings as they emerged.  Of course, now I have no idea whether this is lambs ear or mullein.  I hope it’s mostly lamb’s ear, because I should only need a few of the tall, wide mulleins.

mullein or lambs ear

My mother also gave me some kale seeds, which I forgot about and then mixed in with all the other seeds. Then I went and bought a packet of kale seeds and planted them. So now my vegetable garden is about half kale.  Oh well, it does seem to be the vegetable of the moment.

Thanks to Digging for hosting Garden Bloggers’ Foliage Follow Up the 16th of every month.

Beautiful dreams

Last weekend, we spent a night at the Virunga Safari Lodge in northern Rwanda. While there, we took the village trail to Mwiko Primary School, a public school that receives support from the hotel.

Rwanda school mural

There is an inspiring mural of the students’ hopes for their school on one of its buildings.

Below, on the right side of the mural, there are classrooms and well-built latrines* with a hand-washing station.

3 School dream - left

There is also a computer, a teacher talking about HIV-AIDS, and students and teachers joined by love.  The organization Mothering Across Continents mentors teachers at the school and sponsored the mural.

School dreams - detail 1

Below, in the center of the mural, there are solar panels and tanks to catch rainwater runoff from the classrooms’ roofs, a grassy playing field, a smiling graduate.
4 School dream - center

The mural was painted by Igala J. and Kabuye G. working from ideas from 50 paintings by the children.School dreams - detail 2

On the right side of the mural below, there are chickens and rabbits, hills terraced for planting, the mountains, and Lake Burera.
5 School dream - right

The children currently raise rabbits in pens behind the school.

School dreams - detail 4

The school’s motto is  “knowledge, wisdom, hope.”

Below is a photo of the school, which serves over 800 children and has 12 teachers.  You can see more pictures here and here.  There’s a video of a class singing here.

School dream -school


*More information on the importance of adequate latrines in schools in developing countries is here and here.

A look back

This blog in 2012:*

I posted 173 times and received 39,923 views from readers from 147 countries.

(I do, however, take WordPress’s “My Stats” with a grain of salt.  A few mornings ago, it showed me with 10 views from 4 visitors in 6 countries.  Maybe one viewer was on an airplane?)

Posts with the most views: “Enclosures of the kings” and “A garden in the Virunga hills” — both in February and both after enclos*ure was featured on WordPress’s “Freshly Pressed” and Fine Gardening’s “Garden Photo of the Day.”

Most viewed individual photos:  Japanese Tea House (below)

Japanese tea house with mid-century garden chairs.
The Japanese tea house at Tudor Place with mid-century garden chairs.

and Tanner Springs Park (below)

A summer camp visit to Tanner Springs Park in Portland, Oregon.
A summer camp visits Tanner Springs Park in Portland, Oregon.

Thumbnails of both are featured on pages one and two of Google Image Search for those topics.

Search term bringing the most views to this blog: “Chateau Gaillard.”  I have never posted about Chateau Gaillard.

Strangest search term bringing (2) views to this blog: “why would someone enclos [sic] a front porch and make their side entrance the main address.”  Please, I would never do that.

Best blogging lesson learned:  In a country where the power goes off several times a day, click on “save draft” constantly.

Most popular enclos*ure photo on Pinterest:

18 stick in compost pile

from “A visit to GOFTC.”    “A pole is placed in the middle of the [compost] pile so it can slide in and out. If it is pulled out warm and damp, the pile is in good shape.”

Most annoying WordPress feature:  a spellcheck that changes ‘enclos*ure’ to ‘enclose*ure.’   Also, quote marks are frequently facing the wrong direction — see just above.

My own favorite image this year: I really couldn’t pick one, but I did love the pouring teapot in the garden of the Sowathe Tea Factory last January (below).

Sowathe cup of tea

Thank you all for visiting enclos*ure in 2012.

I leave you with this interesting quote:

People often ask us, in an amazed way, “how do you possibly garden together?”. . . [O]ne person’s strengths fill in for the other’s weaknesses. The human eye contains two kinds of receptors: rods respond to light or darkness; cones are sensitive to color and detail. Men’s eyes have more rods, a thousand times more sensitive to light than cones, so men wait for low light, often seeing better in the dark. With a plethora of cones, women may stumble in the dark but are better able to respond to the subtle blush of a rose. It doesn’t stop there. Men and women process the information that comes in through their eyes differently. Women store visual information on both sides of their brains, men on one side only: this give men better depth perception, but at the price of color recall, which is easier for women. Ten percent of men are functionally color blind, and almost none have the selective capacity of a woman’s eye, well trained.

— Nori and Sandra Pope, from Color by Design:  Planting the Contemporary Garden


*according to my WordPress.com Annual Report and “My Stats.”

Recent finds

I knew the thing
before I knew its name. . . .*

Dec 24 Gerbera

I went outside yesterday and discovered this single dark orange Gerbera daisy (probably Gerbera jamesonii or Transvaal daisy) in the back flower bed.

I was so pleased because I’ve been looking for more orange flowers to tie together two orange-flowered shrubs about 7′ apart in a mostly yellow section of the front garden (they are too large to move).  It divided into four little plants when I transplanted it.

We have a lot of coral pink Gerberas.  They bloom all the time and are a nice color for setting off flowers in red, orange and white, and violet and blue areas.

Dec 24 pink Gerbera

They are also a super-tough perennial for warm climates. Back in Washington, D.C., we mostly see them as cut flowers or potted plants sold in a grocery store. Gerberas are the fifth most-used cut flower in the world, according to Wikipedia.

A couple of weeks ago, I also found this in bloom in the back area:

Dec 24 goldenrod

Goldenrod (Solidago) — I immediately divided it and took some pieces to the yellow border in the front.

I had been watching the plant for a couple of months, thinking it was possibly a weed, but also thinking that it looked familiar. I should have recognized it — Solidago rugosa ‘Fireworks’ is one of my favorite  perennials.

There are over 100 species in the Solidago genus (both it and Gerbera are in the Asteraceae family), so I doubt I’ll identify it more specifically than ‘goldenrod.’  The plant is native to North America, although a few species are found in South America and Eurasia.

I searched for images of Fireworks on Google and found my own picture was number three on the page.  This was sort of thrilling (I lead a very quiet life.)  Strangely, pictures of our dog Sophie, were numbers seven and eight — I guess because I had put them in the same post. (There’s a nicer picture of the plant here.)

An interesting story from Wikipedia:

Inventor Thomas Edison experimented with goldenrod to produce rubber, which it contains naturally.  Edison created a fertilization and cultivation process to maximize the rubber content in each plant. His experiments produced a 12-foot-tall (3.7 m) plant that yielded as much as 12 percent rubber. The tires on the Model T given to him by his friend Henry Ford were made from goldenrod.

Extensive process development was conducted during World War II to commercialize goldenrod as a source of rubber.  The rubber is only contained in the leaves, not the stems or blooms. Typical rubber content of the leaves is 7 percent. The resulting rubber is of low molecular weight, resulting in an excessively tacky compound with poor tensile properties.

Miscellany

David Montgomery of The Washington Post has a sad story today about the elimination of “Ye Olde Yule Log” from this year’s events on the Ellipse (in front of the White House):

For more than 50 years, it was one of the quirky miracles of holiday Washington.  Groundskeepers stoked the fire around the clock. They used a forklift to feed it giant stumps and trunks from trees that had been marked as “hazardous” and culled from national parks in the region. Tourists and residents would gather around the mesmerizing inferno, sharing stories with strangers, feeling uplifted as much by the smoky, sparky nostalgia of it all as by the sheer unlikeliness of such a scene in this locked-down, plugged-in world.

The National Park Service has a contact page here, by the way.

If your potted poinsettias are already getting on your nerves, you may want to cut the “flowers” (I know — bracts) to arrange in a vase.  Here’s an article from The Telegraph on getting them to last.


*by Ian Parks, from “Goldenrod