WOW! If you think I've been on a long vacation, you are only partly
right...This sudden hiatus occurred last summer when I crashed onto the kitchen
pavers in a very misguided effort to keep two salsa jars from breaking ( which
they did, anyway ). For the first time, ever, it was time to call 911. The first
fractured vertebrae was repaired via kyphoplasty. The second was repaired two
weeks later broken humerus three weeks later resulted in a longer
hospitalization plus a month of extensive therapy. One of my friends accused me
of trying to break a record for the largest number of bones broken in the
shortest time!
I am viewing this day of winter solstice as a time of new beginnings...I am
starting to think again of the garden, starting to walk again and expecting a
much better year ahead.
In retrospect, we have learned so much about our medical systems, the ins
and outs of emergency services, medicare, doctors, rules and myriad surprising
facts. more importantly, we have found Borrego to be a treasure chest of support
systems and medical management services we had no idea was here.
In the next few posts, I hope to pass the information to you see it's not
so scary to live "backcountry" when it comes to medical emergencies!
The name, palo verde, is Spanish in origin, translating to "green pole or green stick".
Historically, native people gathered the pods from this tree, a member of the legume family, and ground the seeds into meal which was formed into cakes and baked or used as a porridge. Catherine Saubel relates the trees were known as "u'uwet" by the early desert Cahuillas, who lived in our area. All three varieties in our garden are spine-bearing, but perhaps a recent new cultivar is available with fewer or no spines. You might want to investigate at your favorite nursery!
Of the three species in our garden, our favorite is Parkinsonia praecox ( formerly, Cersidium praecox and also called Palo Brea or Foothill Palo Verde). The LIME- green trunk and statuesque trunk and branch structure give it a lot of character. Its filtered shade provides an ideal spot for the aloe bed under the tree. It creates a stunning scene with it's long lasting spring floral display. This litter often is blown onto the pavers near the front entry but a leaf blower has provided an easy means of maintenance. This tree is laced and pruned yearly. A huge main branch splintered and fell off during the same windstorm that destroyed the palapa. We were heartsick and even considered removing the entire tree. We decided to give it a chance to survive, called upon professionals to saw off broken branches and took a "wait and see attitude". I'm so glad we did...the tree has recovered and is covered with healthy bright green foliage!
Cercidium floridium, the blue palo verde, a true native to our desert, Baja and Arizona, is an abundant giant in the Borrego region. This tree is a fast grower often seen along roadside berms where it has sprouted from seed. Blue palo verdes can reach heights up to thirty-five feet and widths around thirty feet. This tree has a blue green trunk, tiny leaves and flowers profusely in spring. It is heavily thorned. I can't tell you how many times I have stepped on a loose twig and been punctured on the ankles or legs by those nasty thorns! Heavy gloves are needed when pruning or working near these trees. But, the blue palo verde is well worth the pain. They provide the dense shade needed for the west side of any desert home. Just take care to visualize their size at maturity before planting them. These trees are found in various places though out the Anza Borrego desert and provides shade for hikers and campers, plus nesting sites, roosts, food and refuge for wildlife.
The Mexican Palo Verde, which is a medium size brownish trunked, thinner crowned tree, in comparison to the others. C. parkinsonia, is native to Mexico and Baja. This type of tree requires the most maintenance. Borne on the branches are long thin brown "streamers", which drop profusely and require a lot of raking, unless you just let them accumulate. When I first glimpsed the litter under a mature Cercidium located near the bird observation station south of the Salton Sea, I was surprised to see over two feet of litter which had accumulated from only one tree! We have four of these trees on our property: One was gravel blasted during a storm shortly after we planted it. Still alive today, though stunted, it remains healthy. Another was attacked by beetles, cut down to the ground, but has revived as a bright green mass of basal off-shoots. The other two trees, in the front garden, are periodically pruned and require a LOT of hand raking. We have kept all four trees only because they represent examples of a native Cercidium.
What a month! Four free softwater car washes...this afternoon, in under one hour, 1.2 iches of rain fell. I'll bet many Borregans are driving through the area partaking in a popular pastime...checking out the town after a storm. It is safe to turn off the irrigation systems...at least for a couple of days! Thanks again to my rapid responder neighbor who owns an official weather station.
Cercidium...The Palo Verde Trees
Growing outside the walls in our desert garden are three different types of Palo Verde trees. Why "outside the walls ", one may ask. The reply...because these trees, though gorgeous, are thorn laden and shed heaps of leaves, flowers and litter. In other words, they are what I would call "messy". I certainly would make sure they were NEVER planted near a swimming pool! However, their structure, trunk color, attention grabbing floral display, shade producing quality and low water requirements make them welcome in any desert garden. Birds absolutely love these trees and, that fact alone, makes them important for any native garden. Alas, though, they all require maintenance.
Desert Gardening
Desert gardening...what a pastime. Natives anxious to attack with thorns, stickers or burrs - earth always thirsty - critters always a step ahead of you - dainty moths turn into hungry caterpillars - coyote eats up part of the irrigation system - birds sample one fruit at a time - gopher pops up unexpected . Yet the first carrot, pea or tender piece of lettuce, the first lime or lemon of the season, the first cactus bloom , the first bright green mesquite sprig, the first bud on a plant...all give such a feeling of delight and satisfaction. Not to be traded for anything else! (JGP)
Super Addiction
When I started the blog, I thought a few words now and then would suffice...WRONG!
A strange pattern is emerging. Seems that guilt has stepped up to bat. Now, if I don't post every few days I FEEL THAT I HAVEN'T HAD MY FIX! I wonder if other bloggers have noticed this same phenomenom.
The Borrego Dragon Fable
IN THE EARLY DAYS, coyote walked many paths. One day, as he was pursuing his travels, he came to a very wide valley. Others warned him as he approached the valley, " You must not enter this place...NO ONE who has entered has ever returned. It is a bad place, guarded by a giant dragon, who kills all who try to pass through. To continue your journey safely, we strongly advise you to go the long way...around this evil place." Well, coyote listened, for he was very smart and often heeded good advice. However, coyote was also lazy and was often prone to use shortcuts. He figured the valley would save him a lot of time on this particular journey. He looked carefully and saw nothing much to alarm him. He decided to enter and pass through the valley. At first, he noticed nothing amiss. However, as he traveled deeper into that still, quiet place, he thought to himself, "This IS an unusual valley, for sure...I see no movement of any type and I am getting to feel a bit strange about this place." He did notice, however, some tall straight trees which had lost all their leaves and made the place look barren, indeed. OH,NO...he also noticed, under the trees, piles of old BONES... and the more he looked, the more bones he saw. He said, " I sure see a lot of bones, but I don't see any dragon...I'll bet he no longer lives here." And, with that, he heard a thunderous voice which echoed over the valley..." HAH, COYOTE! You should have listened to the advice...You are in my mouth, which IS the entrance to the valley!" Oh,oh, caught in a trap. But coyote is smart and moves quickly...as he heard Dragon's first words, he raced to one of the dead trees and, with a mighty yank, pulled it from the earth. He wedged the tree between the Dragon's jaws and as he did this, many animals of all kinds came running forth...pumas, bears, mountain sheep and more...even the smallest animals, gnats, flies, tics, bees and more...lizards, snakes, toads, salamanders and more...all ran from the Dragon's depths to freedom. Coyote watched as Dragon's jaws closed upon the sharp tree stake. He soon died and from that time to this, many of those same animals live here, in this place...and from time to time, many of the old bones and pieces of the dead trees are found here, in this very valley!