Much of Char's garden is visible from the street and I frequently pass by in a rush to get from one job to the next. Often, I'm not in the best of spirits but the sight of her gorgeous plantings always makes me a little happier to be alive and able to enjoy such beauty! Thanks, Char for beautifying this busy corner and for brightening many a gloomy day!
Char mentioned that I wasn't seeing the garden at it's best because of the time of year and because they had just gotten a new roof. The garden looked fabulous to me but we're all our own worst critics.
Crocosmias looking festive.
Here's hoping for a mild winter for all of our phormiums. My friend Chris, when comparing the progression of blooms in her garden to a symphony, likens the arrival of rudbeckias to the entrance of the brass section. One final fanfare from the perennials before the riot of deciduous tree foliage takes center stage and draws our eyes upward.
This poor frog seems to be suffering from bulimia or maybe he just ate a bad fly. Love it!