The thing is, we’ve gotten SO much rain over the summer, but always in short bursts interspersed with sun. There was a lot of chilly rain in late spring too, so all the plants seem about a week or two behind.
Thus, at a time when I’m usually freaking out—“It’s only August and I don’t have any flowers!”—the garden is rather lush … for me. Looming over the sunny bed are a climbing rose I left for dead a few years back and the on-stilts rudbeckia hirta “Herbstomme.” (above) I won’t talk about lilies; I did them in Wednesday’s post—but I still have plenty.
I’ve embraced rudbeckia after wavering on whether to hate them or not, and so I have a few cultivars blooming, including triloba “Prairie Sunset” (above, with “Herbstomme”) and laciniata “Golden Glow.”
This is technically not a bloom, but a Plant Delights colocasia hybrid, Nancy’s Revenge, is finally showing its variegation. Sort of. I’m hoping for better later on, because these take a while to get going here.
Finally, let’s hear for the neighborhood public plantings. The wet summer has made maintenance much easier; I’ve only had to haul gallon-jugs of water up and down the street to my three six times or so. After you’ve done that a few times, you really understand why the old days sucked. You see here fine examples of the Tidal Wave brand, grown from seed in a neighborhood basement by another volunteer. Some of these silver ones self-seeded in my yard from last year; they’re really quite something. I like petunias.