I only have the two kinds of four-o-clocks –white and these pink ones. They are better at opening in the morning than in the afternoon. The sunflowers are really lovely right now. And there is a very happy bee.
The white flowers in the garden are generally doing the best of the blooms, but there are also many pinks and lavenders. I usually think there will be many yellow and orange blooms at this time of year and the rudbeckia are still blooming and there are some lilies, but the garden isn’t overwhelmed with yellow.
I put some plants together in this bed near the street and the pink four o clock is doing really well. The cosmos in this bed isn’t blooming yet. That is feverfew on the right, which looks worse in the picture than it does in life. It is a bit past its best.
In this picture above this four o clock is growing in a little raised space in the middle of this bed. The Love Lies Bleeding on the right is doing well; the eggplant in the front of the photo are not really producing that much yet.
The morning glory is managing on its own; I feel mildly guilty that I didn’t give it something to climb on. It is a gorgeous deep velvety purple. It is growing alongside some white four o clocks.
These poppies are interesting. I think they are the Peony Double Blend from Botanical Interests
The purple morning glories are so luminescent.
Somehow I ended up with entirely white four o clocks growing in the bed with the eggplant and rosemary. I’m not surprised about the four o clocks –I planted them there. I am surprised that they are only white. I usually have some of the brilliant pink fuscia ones. There are a couple of other four o clock plants in my garden that haven’t started to bloom, so there is a chance for some other colors. This is the flower that was known as the Marvel of Peru and is mentioned Andrew Marvell’s fantastic poem “The Mower Against Gardens.”
The small potted lantana is doing really well. This plant is a couple of years old and has such lovely blooms. These plants don’t fair well in my house in the winter –usually looking near dead by the time I get them back out –but I can’t quite give up on them since they end up with blooms like these.
And the pink rose is still blooming –and in fact, blooming more. Tiglet was determined to be in the pictures, with his meowing little self.
Soon the dahlias will be blooming and they always have surprising colors… but this pink above is a stunning color. It reminds me of why I really do like pink.
Below is a picture of Tiglet looking a bit like an orphan curled up under the lilac bush in the much cooler air we are having. Luckily he has a firm paw on the end of that tail.
The morning here is covered over with fog, which seems to be mixed with smoke from the wildfires in the west. All in all an eerie feel to the weather. Maybe I will get some interesting pictures of it all.