Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Saturday, June 8, 2013
I am what is called a cottage gardener, as opposed to a formal gardener. I have no use or respect for symmetry. I do not engage in the manipulation of color that produces a synthetic harmony of shade and hue which is simply pleasing to some constrained sense of beauty. I plant things where my instincts tell me their heart longs to be. My gardens are chaotic; joyfully running riot toward wilderness.
The little orange flower featured here is a wild poppy. These can be planted where ever you can’t get anything else to grow, and they will seed and reseed season after season often cross pollinating to produce varied and unexpected shapes and forms in a tangled and magnificent mass of green foliage.
Thursday, June 6, 2013
This is the Firewitch. She is a dianthus and loves heat and drought. Also tolerating cold very well makes her perfect for Colorado. By mid July all of her flowers will be gone, leaving her beautiful green gray foliage. A lovely border plant she sits well with other draught lovers like the sedum behind her and the Portulaca, known as the Moss Rose, in the container. A spreader it is best to keep her pruned back, removing shallow roots where every possible, so that she does not overtake other plants.