In the garden: The morning's tour
That's what my father called his daily walk; a "tour." The garden seems to be complexifying as summer, at last, begins to be summer -- although it's the high 60s and rainy today, so we're still getting April showers in late June, low 60s tomorrow, fer chrissake -- but so and there was a lot to see today.
Below is the second of the two heirloom iris from the bulbs I cannot be lazy, again, about splitting this fall:
And here is a happy accident. This feathery annual self-seeded itself in an entirely new location! And now that I've ripped out the weeds that were hiding it (there were rather a lot) it should be happy:
I say "feathery annual" because it seems to be an annual ritual that I forget this plant's name and have to ask.
Here are some cukes that may, if I am lucky, yield something before a late frost:
But as you can see, only one pathetic little seeded cohort germinated (although we'll see tomorrow). For this bed, I'd carefully cut that suspect seafood mulch, that seems to kill everything seeded in it, with soil, but apparently even that wasn't enough. MOAH FLATZ!!!!
And finally, something I'm actually proud of that's going well; the "front lawn":
I'm not a "masses of color" guy, and (obviously) not a bark mulch guy. What I like to do (as I've said) is create vistas, so when people are in motion, they see the relationships between the plants change.
In the above image, you can see that the "front lawn" (it used to be a lawn) is divided into zones horizontally; these are more or less constant as the user passed by. However, there are verticals (red line) that must change in relation to each other as the viewer's point of view changes; the bleeding hearts come into view as the peony (just one) is no longer the focus of attention. And so forth!
What I have always done, until this year, is hide little toy animals in the beds, because I imagine children having fun looking for them; unfortunately, however, I seem to have misplaced my small collection....