It has arrived, the moment of fulfillment for the gardener’s toil and trouble. Flowers are blooming like their life depended on it. (It does, in a way.) Dahlia ‘Zinguaro’ is a prolific bloomer. It stayed nestled in the ground over the winter and has returned with renewed vigor. More Dahlias to come.
There is a great variety growing here, even though this garden is only three years young. Many plants came from seeds gathered before the move, like Echinacea ‘White Swan’. Many plants were purchased anew, like Achillea ‘Terra Cotta’.
So many plants. I love them all. Eryngium alpinum has seeded about freely. That sort of behavior is encouraged.
It’s a big party, all colors are welcome. Monarda ‘Marshall’s Delight’ is a spreader. It makes a good companion for the almost too rampant spreading of mountain mint, Pycnanthemum muticum.
A jam packed full garden means fewer weeds. It also lets the taller plants hold each other upright better, like the towering Liatris spicata.
A big storm struck here a few weeks ago. Entire sections of the fence, installed in 2014, were ripped off the posts. The fence along the back of the upper nursery was blown inward, breaking the posts and the support boards. The row of benches and chairs that were placed on the gravel path along the fence saved the garden beds from destruction, thankfully, holding the fence pieces up just above the flowers and foliage. The whole thing could have been smooshed. Boards are holding that side of the fence up until the repairs can be made. There was damage to several of the homes in our neighborhood, including our own, but no one was injured and everything can be repaired. Some large trees uprooted or had their tops blown off like a few of the pine trees that line the boundary between our subdivision and the one beside us, seen just to the left of the shed porch roof. The missing sections of fence can also be seen there. It could have been so much worse, but was very frightening at the time.
Sorry for straying from the main story, we will now return to our scheduled program. Oh, you didn’t notice the storm damage because you were too busy looking at the flowers? Me too. Onward. The highlight of the June garden is one shining star, a plant we adore above all others when it is blooming. That would be the daylily, Hemerocallis ssp. As with most flowers, I love the buds as much as the blooms themselves, so filled with promise.
At the time of our big house move, only a few daylilies were on the list to make the trek up the interstate. But it was July and many were still blooming. Daughter Semi and I grabbed shovels and large black garbage bags and started digging them up to bring along like the old man choosing the prettiest cat in the children’s book Million of Cats. There were too many that simply could not be left behind. The plan was to fill the front yard lawn/meadow with wildflowers and daylilies. The vision is on the way to being realized, with constant tweaking, of course. Confession: I may have purchased a few more daylilies after the move.
In the beginning it was decided to just enjoy the daylilies, to not try to keep track of names with photos, lists and spreadsheets. But sometimes one’s genetic makeup cannot be subdued and the cataloging has begun, or resumed. At the old garden, every daylily was recorded and preserved for posterity on the blog page Daylilies We Grow. I guess a new page needs to be created for this garden to continue the important work. Stay tuned.
Growing daylilies can become a bit of an obsession if you let it. At some point many will try their hand at making crosses themselves. I did just that in 2009. A post was written giving the details, click here if you would like to read it. Four of the fifteen seedlings that grew to blooming were deemed worthy of coming to the new garden. Names were given to a couple of them, but somehow the numbers given to the original fifteen seem to fit better. Above is sweet and tall Number Twelve and the image preceeding is first to bloom dark Number Fifteen.
Number Fourteen has some seersucker texture in the petals, the only one of the babies to show that trait.
This story will finish with fan favorite Number Four, floating gracefully in the granite koi bowl. It was once named Faire Sunrise, for the brilliant gold throat and pink sparkles that appear with the dawn. Daylilies purchased or shared will be featured in upcoming posts, with names and photos. Maybe.
Frances of the daylilies