In case you’re worried about Sunday’s postcard, please don’t be. Carol thought I sounded a bit desperate, but how could I be with all of this beauty surrounding me? I may not be able to grow vegetables this year, but I can grow flowers.
My summer veggie garden may be in disaster mode, but I’m tickled about the pink flowers in my garden this year. My attitude is surprising since pink has never one of my favorite flower colors. In the hot sun, the lighter shades always seemed a little too subtle and often faded into white.
Not this year. There were the peonies and roses of May which made cloudy days brighter.
The June garden was filled with daylilies of all sizes and stripes, but the pink ones romanced the landscape with both blue and apricot tints.
With color like this, who could weep for vegetables (which are annuals anyway)? All of the plants, above, are perennial and bless my garden with their presence year after blooming year.
Some daylilies are now reblooming, and, like old friends, it’s sweet pleasure to see them again. Some roses, like the Knockouts®, Pink and Rainbow, with deadheading, have bloomed all summer. I see them so much that I forget to look. Shame on me.
Also, the crapemyrtles are all blooming. Three are bright pink (two of which are Dr. Whitcomb’s Pink Velour®) and two are lighter (Whitcomb’s Rhapsody in Pink®). All of my Whitcomb varieties have bronze leaves, and my oldest crapemyrtle (unknown) is limbed up and as tall as a twenty foot tree. It’s difficult to get a good photo of it. The white, pink and hybrid Phlox paniculata are still blooming, along with several varieties of Echinacea purpurea, four o’clocks and other pink annuals.
Maybe I like pink more than I thought. This year I do anyway.