Exuberance to the point of annoyance. O Datura

The datura in my yard is the migrant of a desert plant from my old neighbor Lil.  Her datura’s seeds made their way north along the rock border towards my yard and I took a spike of seeds for myself.   Since then daturas have been part of the driest areas of my garden.

Datura wrighti  also known as the sacred thorn apple, is found in northern Mexico and the adjoining southwestern US states, as far north as southern Utah, in open / disturbed land and along roadsides with well-drained (sandy) soils.[2]  An ornamental with a penchant to poison, it should be spotted with care.  Avoid planting where little fingers will grab or silly dogs will munch.  I can’t say I know its affects personally, as I rather despise the smell of the plant when bruised, and that keeps me from licking my hands after pruning.

My lovely is in the pollinators garden now. It does a wonderful job of covering the gas meter.. and filling empty spaces.  It provides ground cover for an area I do not water.  To me its a friend.. to others a foe.   It can be contemptible for sure, but I will spare a few minutes a week to keep it in check.  Which consists mostly nipping the immature seed pods and keep it from blanketing the echinacea.  I’m not bothered by the wilting spent flowers.  I let some pods mature in early fall in case we get a harsh winter and pull the volunteers after I know my plants in good stead. 🙂

Its called a shrub but mine seems more like an indeterminate… ie it will grow as big as you let it.  Trust me – it doesn’t need water and over the course of a season can branch out over 10′.    Mine dies back in winter and I cut back to just above the ground. Come late spring, it sprouts again.

Now its sits cozy in its corner of my world.   And I will remember Lil each time I look at its graceful flowers.

 

 

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