Night in My Greenhouse

Come join me for a walk out to the greenhouse.  It's eleven p.m. (Yes, niece Alison in Alaska, it's dark here then!)   and as we walk from the porch, the fragrance of brugmansia is heavy in the air.




The first time we saw the effect of the roof lights from outside, we thought the panels were warped but it's just an interesting effect.

 The tomato jungle is growing rapidly in the heat.  The trunks going into the rafters are those of a large brugmansia.  Unfortunately mine have had a heck of a time with spider mites this year.  They're still blooming but the usual lush leaves are fewer.  I've sprayed so much soapy water that it's not funny so now we'll step it up to neem oil.
 Looking straight ahead.  The door and screens are hiding bicycles, empty pots, a wheelbarrow and a host of other necessities.



Grevellia 'Ned Kelly' stayed inside this summer and doesn't seem unhappy in the least.

The big glass globes came from Bedrock Industries that was recycling them from somewhere.  At the time I bought them, my plan was to used them as spheres in the garden.  Fortunately I never got to that as they work nicely in the greenhouse.

My pal and co worker gave me the uber cute gome on the right. Fortunately, I had a cage just the right size.

Looking left from the door.




The potting bench was recently a pile of plastic pots of all sizes with potting soil everywhere.  It's nice to see the surface again.

This campy pot was on clearance at Home Goods (my new favorite store.)  Perhaps it'll encourage the lemon tree inside to produce more heavily.

Looking up.  Note to self, remove that dirty glass shelf!


The tentacled pot has some new friends.

The tillandsia tree is growing happily.  These seem much happier in the greenhouse than they do inside because outside they get misted almost every day.