Oh. My. Word. The sun and heat were relentless on the morning of our last day of Fling, when we visited the
Ruth Bancroft Garden, in Walnut Creek, CA. The garden is a fascinating and historic example of a water-conserving garden. You can read about Ruth Bancroft and the history of her garden
here.
When we arrived, still before noon, it was already hot. Fortunately, these plants love the heat and the dryness. Me, not so much.
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| The Agaves there were enormous. No, really, some were as big as a car. Wait, you need a human next to it for perspective. |
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| There you go. |
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| There was a garden art/sculpture exhibition going on the day we visited. Some of it I liked, for example, these metal human life-size figures. Some was just not my taste. I'm the first to admit, my taste is often questionable, so that's not saying much. |
Loree of
danger garden had made plans to meet Gerhard, who writes the blog
Bamboo, Succulents and More. He wasn't attending the Fling, but was waiting in the parking area when the bus arrived. They toured the garden together.
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| Gerhard and Loree at the Ruth Bancroft Garden |
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| Did I mention the relentless sun? |
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| Can't help wondering how hot that metal was. I bet I could have cooked a meal on him. |
I had actually been looking forward to seeing this garden, with its mammoth Agaves. I'd never seen an Agave bloom spike. It's a good thing this was our first garden of the day, most other days by the time we got to the afternoon garden tours, I was so fried I didn't want to move.
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| One of those gargantuan Agaves blooming. This is as tall as a tree, and full of seedpods. |
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| The bloom spike has lots of sharp spines, just like the rest of the plant. |
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| Ouch! |
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| Double Ouch! |
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| I liked this piece of art. It reminded me of the old TV show Stargate. |
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| Walk like an Egyptian. With the head of a fish. |
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| Not gravel, but it looks like it. |
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| It's a carpet made of hundreds and hundreds of small spiderweb Sempervivums. |
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| These Cacti reminded me of Muppets. |
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| "Where's Kermit?" |
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| There were loads of barrel Cacti too. Look at that gravel that they are planted in. No rich, deep, dark, chocolatey loam here. |
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| A family of chubby aliens, parents and bubbly children, marches along. |
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| A foot with too many toes |
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| Something above was raining down pretty pink blooms onto this Agave. |
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| The tentacles look like they're waving. "Good-bye! Good-bye! Come back when it's not like the surface of Venus..." |
