Maybe it’s the time of year, or maybe it’s the time of man….no wait a minute, those are song lyrics*. Come on, shake out of it. Let’s start again, … It is the time of year when the plants growing at the Fairegarden are contemplated and evaluted as to their performance over twelve months of growing. We first wrote about it last year with a post that can be seen by clicking here, Dying Well. One reader thought our water source had dried up by that title so the phrasing has been edited for further explanation this year. There are those plants that more than deserve the space they take up in the beds lining the meandering paths, like the daylilies, Hemerocallis, skeletal seedhead above.
There are those plants that have four season interest, most notably the Euphorbia dulcis ‘Chameleon’. So highly regarded is this plant, it got its very own post. Click here if you are interested. Also shown are the blue volunteer dianthus, golden creeping Jenny, Lysimachia nummularia ‘Aurea’ and the dark rosettes of Ajuga reptans. This happy mix and match makes up the plantings in the stair risers that lead to the knot garden. They have overtaken the original planting of creeping thymes long ago. Nature is much better at plantings than this mere mortal.
Since jumping onto the Piet Oudolf and friends bandwagon method of plant selection, that is, using low maintenance perennials that need only a yearly cut down, if any, need no staking and remain attractive after the chlorophyll has left the building, there has been critical study of the way plants die back in the cold seasons. The native ironweed, Vernonia altissima has what it takes to make the cut. It is backed by the going dormant Japanese blood grass, Imperata cylindrica which is shown in nearly every single post written here. The seed heads of the ironweed look like bristly fan artist paint brushes, ready to stipple in the foliage on a Bob Ross instant masterpiece.
It is surprising how many plants have structural beauty in addition to the foliage color change in fall. In the black garden image above, the stand out color of the switch grass Panicum virgatum ‘Heavy Metal’ is joined by the strapping foliage of Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ in the angled light. The red flowers of Salvia elegans, pineapple sage add the right shot of pizzazz to the scene. All in all a fine example of fading faire, (next years post title).
Hostas were one of the first perennials we ever noticed having fall color. There was a bed dominated by hostas outside the greenhouse window of our first Tennessee home. As the woodland back yard of that house shed its finery to the ground below, the hostas remained a bright colorspot in the view outside. It was an epiphany. For some misguided reason we thought only trees and some shrubs gave leaf peeping tourists their moneys worth. Modern day life being too busy to clear cut the garden denizens after the first frost, and not having paid live in gardening staff as in days of old, for the wealthy landowners that is, the to do chores of fall are now left undone. The garden is a much prettier place for it too. All perennials are now regarded as to how they dwindle. Some years are better than others, so this pleasant task is one to last a lifetime.
Some of our most favorite plants turned out to have fabulous fall into winter interest. Like the Astilbes and Japanese painted ferns, Athyrium niponicum var. pictum growing along the wall under the garage deck. In years past, the spent flower stalks were routinely removed from the foliage, and often by this time the foliage was cut all the way to the ground. What a mistake, for see how the leaves and spent stalks add so much more interest than bare earth.
The perennial pepper, first written about here, a passalong from neighbors Mae and Mickey has fruit that is quite late turning from green to orange. These orange delicasies, somebody eats them, rabbits perhaps?, will enliven the dull greys and browns throughout the winter season. A colder than usual winter did not kill them last year, although they were slower to leaf out from total dormancy in the spring. Several sprung up in the gravel paths and have been transplanted to the beds for their own safety. No name has ever been found for them. Mae just called it the perennial pepper, and so do I. Golden creeping Jenny in the background. Added: There has been a positive ID on this perennial pepper, actually a Jerusalem Cherry, Solanum capsicastrum, by the very helpful Joseph of Greensparrow Gardens. Many thanks, Joseph. We will go back and add the name to the old post when time allows.
Shrubs with something going on continually, like these Fothergilla ssp. are welcome. Multi hued fall foliage, interesting branch structure, honey scented white bottle brush flowers in spring and mid sized green leathery foliage add up to the perfect garden accoutrement. The suckers produced have been spread about hither and yon, yet another selling point, free plants.
Seedheads are left to ripen as the stems provide vertical interest. These Lilium ‘Black Beauty’ stalks are golden in the streaming light. We leave the monumental pods on after blooming, contrary to standard garden operating procedures manuals claim that the flowering will be lessened the next year. If you count the number of pods, you can see that leaving them to mature for seeds to sow did not hinder bloom numbers from the year before. The exquisite Japanese maple seedling broadcasting ruby rays behind the lilies is an added bonus. Even the price tag left on the green stake brings joy to this scene. I really should peel off that label though.
Fall is a good time to go plant shopping. The art of dying well can be seen firsthand, as in this newly purchased Spiraea thunbergia ‘Ogon’. This was picked up at the University of Tennessee plant sale last week.
Following the Semi school of gardening, named for offspring Semi’s methodology of doing nothing besides planting, can lead to discoveries pleasant. The Joe Pye weed in the foreground of the above shot, Eutrochium??? when did that name get changed from Eupatorium? she asked pointedly, E. purpureum sports yellowing leaves and bristle like flower remains. Also yellowing on the right is a native Thalictrum ssp. and amber royal fern, Osmunda regalis to the left. Decandent decay deemed too delightful to dismiss.
Not spending time cleaning up the fall garden by using plantings that require nothing more than a shearing before the new growth of spring, frees up the precious minutes of each day better spent on more worthwhile pursuits. The planter on the front porch, better called a stoop really, has had these same plantings for more than five years, Japanese painted fern and variegared ivy. It gets a yearly trim and regular watering, sometimes some slow release fertilizer granules, sometimes not.
Having fun with concrete seems a better use of the gardening hours than playing clean up. Like constant dusting in the house, there are things that are much more enriching to the life experience. We are happy to introduce Yorick Bongo Congo, distant cousin to Mrs. BC.
Alas, poor Yorick! And no, he was not broken on purpose just so that line could be used. He is now only a fraction of his former self after being knocked off the wall by the leaf vacumning gardener. He might now need some expensive reconstructive oral surgery, and he has no insurance, poor guy. Or maybe a Yorick II would be easier. My heart sank when I saw his toothy remains on the gravel path below. Yet another reason to keep the garden maintenance chores to a minimum, better to practice hypertufa cosmetic dentistry.
Frances
*Of course these words are from the genius Joni Mitchell’s song Woodstock. While I love her version of the composition, I believe Crosby Stills Nash And Young gave it the rocking tempo that better summed up the Summer Of Love, 1969 experience on their 1970 album Deja Vu. No, I wasn’t there, but almost went, as if that counts for anything. Click here to listen to the rousing anthem of an attractively aging generation.
Frances, I really try to love the dying plants but… Last year was the first year I saw my plants with frost on (I’ve lived in this garden for 11 years) – which does help, usually things are a soggy mess or the wind blows them around the garden. Speaking (writing) of wind, I had some beautiful dahlias last week, as we haven’t had a frost but the wind and rain broke all the flowers!
Enjoyed this post, thank you and best wishes Sylvia (England)
Hello Frances! Poor Yorick! He looked so handsome.The fothergillas are fabulous.
It takes an experienced gardener’s eye to truly enjoy the aging of the gardens and to display them in such a way that beginning gardener’s ‘get it.’ Beautifully done Frances.
You’ve beaten me to it. I had planned to do a post on dying plants but, when I went out with my camera, I found so many flowers still flowering in the hedgerows I got diverted into taking photos of them instead – so my dying post will have to wait. But, as you say, there can be a lot of structural as well as colourful interest at this time of year and, as with human antatomy, it’s easier to understand the plant when you are familiar with its skeleton.
Lucy
Great topic for fall and the upcoming winter. You have a lovely perspective on the graceful aging of plants.
About the only plants that get cut back in my garden are the tropicals (ginger, colocasia, canna) and Japanese irises. I’ve left the irises in years past and right now, some are trimmed and some are not. So many of my plants are not supposed to be cut back in the fall – agastache, salvia, coreopsis, caryopteris – all need to remain standing. Like you, I leave my grasses into February. I love to see frost and snow on those. As for the seed pods on echinacea, helianthus and rudbeckia – I tend to leave those for the birds and nature’s seeding, though I do often take some pods to distribute seeds where I want them to grow.
Frances, I love both Piet and Noel’s books and philosophy, but I think it will be Frances of Fairegarden who opens eyes to how beautiful our gardens do look as the plants age and die. Your first photo demonstrates it so beautifully~~just look at the detail on the seedpod and the color is a gentle beige! Poor Yorick…Now off to listen to the music of my youth! gail
Poor Yorick. He fits right in with this post. Fall is such a melancholy time of the year but most beautiful.
Poor Yorick, hopefully you can repair his damaged dental work. I’ve decided to not be so gung ho about fall cleanup this year and the garden is still interesting. It’s amazing how many things die back gracefully. 🙂
Your garden still has lots of color and texture. We should all die so gracefully. I really like the idea of having a fan brush in the garden. However I have never used my fan brush. It sits in the brush holder glowing with possibility. Just like the fall garden in sunlight.
And I don’t know who I am,
But life is for learning.
We are stardust, we are golden,
We are billion year old carbon,
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.
Time indeed to get back to the garden……. 😀 I really like the colors of the Fothergilla. Great posting of the transformation.
Poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio…er, Frances. Thanks to Janet for those lines from the song; Joni sure knew how to write ’em! A beautiful collection of plants aging well, Frances. I have been subscribing to this method of gardening for several years now, having no paid live-in help either. Besides the winter interest there’s another advantage–it helps me remember in the spring what is planted where:)
I think this is my favorite of all your posts, Frances! But then, it combines three of my all-time faves, the beauty of the autumn garden, what you call the “Semi school of gardening” (we wouldn’t dream of cutting down anything until spring—the poor winter birds!!!), and that fabulous anthem, “Woodstock.” Much as I love Joni Mitchell, I agree with you that CSN&Y did it better (and more grammatically, too). I’ve actually insisted that “We are stardust, we are golden” be put on my tombstone when the time comes; I can’t imagine a more perfect commemoration. Alas, poor Yorick! We didn’t know him nearly as well as we’d have liked. Let’s hope his transformation simply ends up making him look more archaeological and authentic!
Your dear Yorick might just settle for a nice plant to replace his teeth Frances. If only we had universal heath care! Perhaps some hens and chicks or something more haunting would suit his nature. Shrubs do add such lovely color … here too even after all the trees have forced their leaves to leave. I love your pepper and to think you can have it all winter. Not sure what is going on with the download… I email myself all the photos I use… they are pretty small. Curious. Thanks for the tips though! Will check it all out. Carol
I really appreciate any help with the techy stuff… I am so lame that way… blogger drives me crazy sometimes… that lack of control I have… I see you only have one or two maybe posts on a page and the rest are archived … that seems to be a popular way of blogging with others too… I see what you mean about having so many posts on one page. Thanks Frances. Carol
I can’t resist a mystery plant, so I’m on a mission to track down the identity of your “perennial pepper.” I’m pretty sure they aren’t actual peppers, almost certainly some species of Solanum. Here is my best guess so far: Solanum pseudocapsicum or Solanum capsicastrum — both called “Jerusalem cherry” (also both toxic, by the way) The references all say they’re only hardy to zone 8, but zone ratings are always way off. Do you think I’m close?
Oh my, beauties all, but that ironweed against the crimson of that blood grass is simply wonderful. I also love the leaves of the Fothergilla — they look like dried paint splotches on an artist’s palette. Gorgeous as always, Frances!
So sad about your tufa skull. Hope he can be fixed allright.
I am sometimes confused as to what to do about perennials dying in the fall, sometimes if I don’t cut them down, the elk and deer come yank them out for me because the plants are like a sore thumb, sticking out of the snow. So I cut them down, but is this okay?
Rosey
Yesterday I sprayed some of the tastier plants with Deer Off. I assume Deer and Elk have same taste buds, we’ll see what happens.
Ooh, fall has come to TN! I love the ironweed seed heads and fothergilla is my hands-down favorite shrub for fall color. I also love the cement skulls!!!
Dying well could also refer to an opera singer’s acting ability. But I agree with your emphasis on plants that look good til the bitter end. They help extend the beauty of autumn beyond the last of the flowers. I cut back all the New England Asters yesterday, because they don’t die well, but pretty much everything else does.
As for poor Yorick, you could partly bury him in the ground or a pot, to become Homo gardenus.
Poor Yorick. He still looks pretty good with a cracked head, though. I was thrilled to see you mention Euphorbia Chameleon. I consider her an unsung hero in my garden and really should post about her. 🙂
I’m all about aging attractively, and it seems your garden is too. You have done a wonderful job putting your garden in four-season-interest mode my friend. Don’t you just love Euphorbias?~~Dee
Homo gardenus! Gotta love that! Though I myself would be tempted to go with Homo horticulus!
A lovely visit to your garden as usual. I so enjoy fall in the garden, and you’ve inspired me with some beautiful combinations (although sadly many of them won’t work in my climate. But I can extrapolate).
I was glad to hear your report about black beauty lilies not having fewer blooms from your letting them go to seed. Besides the laziness factor, I just love the look of the pods, so I generally do. Now I don’t have to feel guilty about it.
As for Yorick – perhaps he’s going through the shamanic experience of being shattered into fragments, so that he can be reassembled in a new way. We all do that occasionally.
Everything is still looking attractive especially with the sun lighting up the autumnal colours.
Hello Frances,
I think your post shows that there is beauty with age. I wish us humans would take the same outlook when it comes to us aging ;0)
I also used to think it was just the trees and shrubs that had the pretty fall foliage. It’s amazing how many perennials have such nice coloring now. A few years ago when the Littlest Gardener was a newborn, and there was no time or energy for fall cleanup, I left my perennials for the first time to age on their own and my appreciation for how they look as they aged changed from “dead plant” to dying well.
Beautiful post Frances. The Pineapple Sage looks wonderful with the blbood grass. As gorgeous as Lillium ‘Black Beauty’ is in summer, it’s beautiful in its autumn garb too.
Actually I like Yorick’s new look. Kind of horrifying, very Halloweeny.
Interesting post. I think I am naturally drawn to easy plants. They definitely work for me. your fall garden is still very interesting indeed. Sorry about Yoricks misfortune.
So thoughtfully illustrated, dear Frances … fall wears a coat of beautiful colors.
I love the peppers and fothergillas! Great name for the new family member, too. Oral surgery…you crack me up,(teehee) Frances!
All but hosta fade away gracefully. I think hosta are the ugliest of perennials when they’re done. But I grow them nonetheless. For where’s there’s beauty, there must be its opposite. Or the garden’s dichotomy would be worthless.
Hi Frances
Some of the large perennial borders get an early spring cut with a lawn mower set high. It also creates a mulch.
I like the Japanese painted fern and variegared ivy planter.
Alas poor Yorick, next time check for a stone before you bite an olive.
Frances, if I didn’t know you better, I would have guessed that you hauled those blue chairs into position for that great shot. Fabulous. When I do presentations, I often try to include what plants will look like in three seasons. Before I blogged, I wasn’t aware of just how beautiful some plants are in their decline.
As I die daily in this life, may I do it well and attractively. The plant kingdom is a wonderful example of how to do just that. Wonderful pictures. Love your concrete projects. I can totally relate to ‘there are things that are much more enriching to the life experience, instead of constant dusting.’
Have a wonderful evening ~ FlowerLady
I had written a reply earlier and my internet went out. Now back for another try. I have always liked seeing plants in the dying state, so enjoyed learning about Oudolf’s way of letting plants stay in the fall and not cutting them back. Has encouraged the naturalist in me. And now I find lots others who like this way of gardening. It makes fall even more beautiful and winter scenes sometimes stunning.
So many bloggers have spoken recently about Wabi Sabi, and I am quite fascinated by it. Autumn is the epitome of this phenomenon, don’t you think? Beauty in transience, I love it!
Interesting about the Black Beauty pods; I always cut all my spent lily blooms off, thinking that it is necessary to replenish the bulb …
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