The greenhouse looks cold and frozen, in this weekend’s blizzard, but even with winds howling over 75 MPH, thanks to protective evergreens, and a deep, 35 inch snowcover with ten foot drifts, everything survived the storm.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
As the storm began on Friday, the wild birds came out to feed, as they do, before the storm. Here, an unlikely couple share some suet. A Tufted Titmouse ( left) and a Carolina Wren.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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Winter finches chow down as the storm begins to become fierce, with snow falling at a rate nearly 3 inches an hour. Goldfinches, Common Redpolls and House Finches enjoy thistle and black oil sunflower seed.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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By the next morning, the drifts were high enough to cover the kitchen windows half-way up, making the interior of the house darker than normal.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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On the back porch, snow sticks to the windows, and the door could not be opened since with 35 inches of snow, one has to first shovel out room for the door to open..but the dogs had to go pee….<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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That is….if they could get down the stairs. The snow was so soft and fluffy, and deep, that they would sink \nin until the snow was over their head.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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“Really?” Weasley decides to do a quick dive, do his duty, and then race back into the house where he \nnapped by the fire along with his favorite new toys – damp wool mittens.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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The boxwood hedges near the greenhouse<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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The greenhouse fared well, even under 10 – 12 foot drifts. Once the sun comes out, as it does after most nor-easters, any snow left on the glass will quickly melt as the warm February sun will warm the interior of the greenhouse quickly.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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In the greenhouse, the Cape Hyacinths ( Lachenalia) are just starting to reach peak bloom, along with other pots of winter bulbs. Valentines day marks the peak season for winter bloom under glass with violets, camellia and winter bulbs \ncoming into bloom at the same time.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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Japanese Maple branches catch the morning sun Sunday, the day after the blizzard. Saturday, the sun came out only for a couple of hours at the end of the day, enough to melt the snow on the glass, but cold winds frosted the glass, and \nby dawn, the temperatures dipped to below 0 F.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
The next morning, everything was calm, and with the snow melted off of the glass, the greenhouse appears frosty, due to the frigid cold temperatures that arrived after the snow. I awoke at 6:00 am and the temperature was -2\u00ba F. When it is that cold, the glass will frost, but inside, everything is safe and warm. Once the sun reaches the greenhouse, the entire space will feel like May ( and smell like it too!).<\/p>\n
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A few more shots of the Lachenalia, along with other small bulbs like Oxalis, Nerine, Ornithogallum and Scilla. \nOn days like this, the greenhouse feels more like a garden than a greenhouse, as it seems everything is in bloom.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
I do grow many bulbs, but anyone who keeps a cold greenhouse will learn to depend on winter-blooming bulbs, for not only their ease of culture, but for their winter bloom. Even in the 21st Century, I find that keeping a glasshouse brings relaxing moments, much in the same way that such glasshouses did 200 years ago, often with the very same plants. Imagine in 1850 what such a scene must have been like, yet today, with our fast lifestyle, 2000 TV stations, electronic media and instant communication, one can still appreciate the scent of a Lachenalia or the tender petals on a rare oxalis that chose to bloom in a sunbeam just hours after a blizzard struck. Pure magic indeed.<\/p>\n
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I think you could look at this very same week on this blog, and find many images of the same plants in bloom, but \nperhaps in different locations. Not everything blooms at the same time every year, but generally, most of \nthe South African collections blooms together. The tall Velthiemia (left) is early this year.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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What does one do when it snows this much? Write, design and plant. Oh yes, and enjoy a bit of February sunshine and \nfragrance in the warm greenhouse. I love winter ( I really do).<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n