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Gardening

Spring2013DSC 0045Another Spring is fast developing as I write. A few mild days have given us hope that we may escape a late freeze which would spoil early blooms and retard the establishment of our shrubs and trees in what we trust will be their first real display of flowers.

In the uppermost bank we've chosen mostly white or greenish-white flowered shrubs and small trees amongst a selection of local ferns which will hold the bank. There is a mixture of sun and shade during the course of the day, and on clear days a stunning view of the Lions in the background.

Early in the season Tall Oregon Grape - Mahonia aquifolium - with its yellow flowers and holly-like leaves will be dominant above salal and ferns on the Lions Bay Avenue side of the garden, at times claiming its site at the expense of the previously introduced hedge.

A little lower down Red Flowering Currant, Rosa nutkana (the Nootka Rose), Kinnikinnik amongst Salal and Ferns are dominant. Across the garden parallel to these are Snowberries which were previously hidden in brambles. Last summer they suffered from powdery mildew from drought caused by both a dry summer season and the canopy of large evergreen overhanging foliage. We will see if watering can restore the vision we have of a drift of white snowberries throughout the winter.

Two sessions of “beautification” have taken place at Brunswick during the month of May.

The first attempt at cleaning up our winter refuse was taken on almost solely by Sandra Kirkpatrick, who along with Ron Innes, tried to clean up as much of the road area as two people possibly could.

The next session held on May 12th saw residents attacking the berms at our main entrance and at the start of our Centennial Trail.

Many thanks go out to Peter Anderson, Ron Innes, our neighbor above the highway, Barb Enns, and the beach’s new comers Scott McCullough who along with his two young sons, Fisher and Wiley, picked up gloves, shovels and picks to make our entrance more beautiful.

It's snowing on Oceanview Road while I write this, but by the time you read it Lions Bay should be adorned with “A Host of Golden Daffodils.”

The planting of the first daffodils was the initiative of Ken Miskin and it quickly became a tradition. Ken left the village last summer with his wife Glenys and their dog to take up residence in Nova Scotia but what a legacy he left behind for us all to enjoy.

Thank you Ken. Like all good citizens, you left our community a better place.

commGarden-079Summer is now here and we sometimes feel as if it was still the start of spring. The fresh grass has mixed together with the lush foliage of the weeds, the leaves from the deciduous trees have been out for the better part of a month. The large invasion of tent caterpillars and slugs have been happily munching throughout the village, with no care about our concerns. But, we are missing something. Oh yes, the sunshine and warmer weather. When that happens there is an instant pilgrimage to the garden – whether your own or the community garden. There you spruce up your greens for hours; to try to reverse what Mother Nature planted alongside your own plants.

The community gardeners have their green thumbs always ready, especially for those days the sun would shine.

nativeIMG_0061Welcoming residents to the Official Opening of our Native Plant Garden and seeing the reaction of those who had not realized its size or the development on the site was a reward in itself. All who have contributed with their time, helped financially, physically or offered plants were gratified.

A little history - much enthusiasm was expressed perhaps four years ago when a conversation I had with Max Wyman (our then Mayor) suggesting the need to protect our fast disappearing bio-diversity within the village. Could we not set an example using our native plants in the new berms? I believe ideas were already 'costed out' and this idea was only followed minimally (with advice from members of the village).

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