Long beds stuffed with a variety of annuals seen outside of Tsugawa Nursery remind me of the way many of the beds looked in my Alaska garden. I don't grow many annuals these days mostly because my garden space has been taken over by interesting foliage. Let's not discuss running bamboos planted without barriers.
Bright, colorful, cheerful, abundant. A Persian rug of floral delight. Municipal plantings used to look like this in many towns.
Ah nostalgia... What do you think of such vibrant annual displays? In my own journey of gardening, it was the flowers that got me hooked but now, although I still enjoy blooms, foliage form, texture, and color motivate me even more. Of course, this could also have a lot to do with the climatic differences in the places where I've gardened. With the exception of a few conifers, winter foliage in Alaska was non-existent.
Reminds me of a favorite poem by Robert Lax.
A Problem in Design