Although the air practically drips humidity and the the nights are muggy it’s still nothing compared to summers South of the Mason Dixon line. Plus it’s only been a few days, and it’s actually rained regularly for three weeks now and I do love a nice summer thunderstorm so I’m fine with all of it. What a relief from the relentless dry which haunted me all of June and July (and still haunts much of the East Coast) and what a change the gardens have gone through as they try to get all the growing in which didn’t happen during the first half of summer.
I think I show this view every summer as the ‘Limelight’ hydrangea comes into bloom along the street. It’s an awesome plant.
Here’s a quick tour of the good and bad which summer has brought to the rest of the garden… and by ‘rest’ I mean the part which I practically gave up on when the rains stopped.
Ok so I did give this bush some water when it began to wilt and yellow. How could I risk missing these blooms!
Along the street the plants are on their own and most handle drought with style.
‘Karley Rose’ fountain grass, ‘Karl Foerster’ feather reed grass and perovskia. The purple coneflowers didn’t make it this year and their blooms just dried up and wilted without extra watering.
The grasses really are reliable, but without a doubt ‘Karl Foerster’ is my favorite. I think I’ve gone on about it enough in the past but please excuse just one more picture.
Sunflowers have a knack for putting themselves in just the right spot. If I could do a mass planting of this combo with sunflowers, perovskia and Karl I would do it without a second thought.
A few of the annuals planted in June have responded to the rain and are now looking like they want to live after all.
Not sure if my color choices are really on point with the annuals this year, but a zinnia looks great anywhere.
A three year old ‘Dixieland’ miscanthus has finally put its roots down and taken off. Me and variegation are always friends so obviously there was a good chance the two of us would hit it off… and we have 🙂
‘Dixieland’ is a dwarf miscanthus which generally goes against my love of giant plants, but for this one I’ll be glad to avoid the floppiness of its variegated big brother, and for the mailman’s sake this size is far less intimidating.
Things start to go downhill as you look to the house.
Someday I’ll grow up and realize ‘Tiger Eyes’ staghorn sumac is too aggressive a spreader for smaller planting areas and too informal a look for foundation plantings, but that realization may still be decades off.
Once you walk past the tropical bed and head out back it becomes project after project.
Weeds are once again exploding in the bed-which-I-can’t-decide-what-to-do-with. Iris bed fell through, veggie bed fell through, dahlia bed fell through… and still it sits.
At least when it was dry the crabgrass wasn’t a problem.
Most of the iris and daffodils have been dug but just enough remain that I can’t really move on with this bed either. Plus without a lawn worth mowing I don’t have any mulch to smother the crabgrass with and its spontaneous regeneration will make for a horrible mess in another week. But on the bright side I do see the rabbits here all the time nibbling.
The return of rain has brought a sort of second spring to some parts of the garden.
Magnolia ‘Ann’ was yellowing, wilted and dropping leaves and must have been headed towards dormancy, but the rains brought on a flush of excitement in the form of summer blooms.
Even though all the fancier phlox in full sun fried, the phlox ‘weeds’ which I allowed to selfseed in this bed were saved by the shadow of the house. There’s nothing which I like about this bed although my wife “loves!” the grassy clump of Panicum ‘cloud nine’ in the center. I’ve tried mowing everything down and creating a dull bed o’mulch but the minute I turn my head it’s all back.
Blech. Golden yellow with washed out pink in front of the orangey brick of the house. Someone has plans to add a master bedroom to this end of the house and although someone else firmly disagrees, that opinion is usually crushed over time just like anything else which could be planted in the meantime.
To give a final dose of reality to this mess of a post here’s a photo of the roughly graded fill which has been dumped next door and which has also been added to my project list. It sounded like a good idea when my neighbor offered to just keep going with his own fill project, but now I’m faced with digging and raking and seeding. The plan is for a new meadow garden but it sure is an inviting bit of real estate there behind the MIL’s house. Sunflowers would do well there I’m sure, but for now I feel like I’m in a prison chain gang as I break up the fill with a pick so I can shovel it over into the low spots.
My yard used to go across all at nearly the same level, but now the grade has been raised several feet. I wonder how much I could raise my own yard… hmmm.
So I guess if there’s any point to this post it’s that my garden looks much nicer in a cropped closeup rather than the big picture, and that your own garden is probably much nicer than you give it credit for. Don’t feel bad for me though, I’m quite happy in my interesting mess and I (sometimes) do enjoy the journey more than the finished product. Plus we’re off for a few days next week camping so that’s always fun 🙂
Have a great week!
sorta like suburbia 