Flowers everywhere makes me giddy. Last year’s rains and some small ones this year have created beauty that delights.
Should have removed the watering wand before I took this picture. It’s enlightening what you notice about your yard from photos.
This flowerbed in the back is a hodgepodge of plants. I must like that look because I do it so often. On the left the dried branches of an Acanthus haven’t be cut, yet. It looks artistic to me. Maybe a rationalization. Recently Neil Sperry wrote about current garden work that needs to be done: “At this time of year, if you miss a day, you fall behind by a week.” So true.
To the right of that is a Square Bud Primrose (Calylophus Berlandieri), then some yellow daisies. Behind them, the Texas Quince (Chaenomeles japonica ” Texas Scarlet’) is still blooming.
The white flowers are False Foxglove, which comes from a start that I dug from the side of a county road three years ago. Good ole wildflowers.
In that same bed beside the Canyon Creek Abelia, a Pink Gaura is making its first appearance this year. In the center of the picture is one of its tiny pinkish white flower. They will be waving in the wind as the branches get longer.
“We must reject the idea that every time a law’s broken, society is guilty rather than the lawbreaker. It is time to restore the American precept that each individual is accountable for his actions.” Ronald Reagen