C. ‘Betty Corning’ is a prolific bloomer winding its way up the support post to the garage deck railing. This one was planted on an arch between the main house and the garage, along with many other climbers. All had to be moved when the two buildings were joined. It has been two years now since the replanting, and Betty has not only rebounded but is now thriving in more sun and moister soil.
Shown above is one of two c. ‘Etoile Violette’ that were planted on the original front arbor that housed the rose Killer, r. ‘Alberic Barbier’. Killer is long gone from the front, relocated to the back and finally relocated to rose heaven. But the two clemmies are still growing lustily. This one likes the bird netting wrapped around the porch support to grasp with its leaves, the other has to do battle with a vigorous carolina jessamine, and is not producing the same wattage purple flower show as the lucky porch post dweller. Say that three times quickly.
On to the the roses, r. ‘Veilchenblau’, pronounced here as vale-ken-blawwwww, planted on the shed, is past prime but still offers a color jolt at the top of the hill.
This has been a banner year for so many plants, or it should be said, for all the plants so far. The once blooming climber will be hard pruned after all the petals have fallen to keep it narrow by the path to the blueberry patch behind the shed. This rose is nearly thornless, but the newer canes still have some spikes that can tear clothing and skin.
This looks like the work of the fairies, playing with the flowers and lining them up in a row. We have two metal pillars, cheap flimsy things, on each side of the bench that overlooks the knot garden that are planted with the miniature climbers r. ‘Magic Dragon’. New last year, poor dears, they survived the drought and it is hoped they get real perky this year, but it is only the second year, so is this the ‘creep’ year?
We are awash in nigella. It has been allowed to flower in most of the spots that the volunteer seedlings sprung up, since the sky blue color is so pleasant. It seems that a few white centered ones from neighbors Mae and Mickey up the street have entered the gene pool. We have always had solid blues, they have always had the white center, until now. Hope the all blues can hold their own genetically, I want that sea of blue.
Although the other baptisias are long ago finished with their blooming and have seed pods that rattle in the breeze, this late comer is just now opening. The first one planted, brought to Texas from our first Tennessee garden, and brought here from Texas, this guy has seen a lot of different scenery. This is normally a plant that should not be moved, for it has a long taproot. We dug a huge rootball and hoped for the best with each move. The funny thing is that I thought this one had the usual blue flowers. Nope, it is the great black stemmed white flowering type mail ordered many years ago from White Flower Farm for our first all white garden, back in the eighties. It is just a late bloomer.