When The Colors Sing
Even as the sun is hidden, the winds are gusting and the highs for the day plummet to well below the recent lows, these circumstances have an upside effect. The foliage and flower colors begin a chorus of uplifting voices.
As the end of most color in the gardens gets closer, those that are left raise notes of gold and russet, well illustrated by the Fothergilla gardenii. To read a post about this wonderful native shrub, click here.
Aster oblongifolius ‘October Blue Skies’ is like a misty watercolor along the driveway. Even the concrete becomes beautiful if we squint our eyes just right and release those preconcieved notions of what is pretty and what is not.
The little weed, er wildflower Acalypha virginica var. rhomboidea, written about here, has become a crimson candelabra in these conditions. This really should be grown in every garden.
Going around to the front yard, the weeping blue atlas cedar can be seen flanked by Cornus sanguinea ‘Arctic Sun’ oddly in flower on the green new growth as the older leaves have turned and are falling. Just beyond this scene, the pink muhly is winding down.
The big show stopping number of Muhlenbergia capillaris is turning down the volume. It is still attractive and will remain so, shining pinkly on sunny days and becoming more subdued as it turns to palomino pony. It will still gallup along well into the next year when it will be cut to the ground to begin the saga all over again.