Some of the old fashioned heirloom flowering plants have muted colors. The first plant shown reminds me of my grandmother for some reason that I can’t really explain.
The flowers are clustered close together and just whisper, “Look how sweet we are.”
Mine are in full sun and are surviving, so far. Of course, the grasshoppers are taking out chunks of the leaves.
The plant in the photo above was bought with a group of small plants at the spring Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center plant sale. I thought it was a phlox, but I can’t find written proof that I bought a phlox.
Or is it a Plumbago?
Just break off a branch and stick it into soil, and voila, a new plant. They will freeze if the temperatures stay below 30 degrees for a few days. So I always keep some growing inside during winter, so they can be put outside in spring.
“Will you love me in December as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?”