Despite having horrendous hail and torrential downpours two days in a row, and then temps down to 1C (!!! Fer jeeblies sake, it may be Calgary, but it’s still AUGUST!!!!!!!!!!), and then overcast shadowy days due to the smoke wafting over from the WA and BC fires, my indigo is doing well.
I had put the pot between the snow peas and the fence, not thinking about what size it would grow to, and am glad i did. When the hail hit, the peas were smashed over it and protected it mightily! I have since moved it to where you see now, a spot that is easy to throw a sheet over, should we again, invariably, get hail, or gadz forfend, snow–as we did last Sept Labour Day weekend. Almost three feet tall, in the second photo, you can see the telltale precursor signal of indigotin in the few leaves that were minimally damaged.
This gives me hope for planting more next year, always a gamble (for anything plant related really) in my Zone 3 garden, but that’s every gardener’s bane and raison d’être—-next year will be better, different, plentiful, floriferous and fruitful and fantastic, perfect and wonderful.
At the bottom of the pot is the sad Gallium boreale–not very big still, due i’m sure to the ^&%$ing cheap Chinese peat pots i bought to start seedlings in. I had hoped to grow enough of it to get a little bit of red from its roots, but that ain’t gonna happen me thinks.
My safflowers were stripped down to stem and desperate leaf, so no dye from that either:
I wouldn’t have got a lot anyways, but still–it’s the principle, Mother Nature, it’s the principle!