Friday flower No. 23 (bonus)
I didn’t think my short green cannas were going to bloom this year. But I caught this one saying hello today.
I didn’t think my short green cannas were going to bloom this year. But I caught this one saying hello today.
This is a Friday flower in every sense of the word, seeing as it did not exist until today. I honestly didn’t think I was going to get any blooms out of my hummingbird vines this year, so I’m quite smitten with this little guy. Bonus angle!
My cannas would be at home on another planet, I’m sure of it.
I picked up a couple of pots of really wilty, dead-looking dianthus on the clearance rack of Lowe’s a month or so ago, and am happy to say I have not killed the plants further, but have in fact coaxed a bloom, a single bloom!, out of what used to be yellowed foliage. Huzzah.
Coneflowers! Taken in the garden at the Chattanooga Choo-Choo. I’m going to write about my fabulous mini-vacation in the ‘Noog soon enough. I am having trouble finding enough hours in the day lately to do much writing at all. This, I assure you, is a good problem for me.
The neighbor apparently isn’t fighting her portion of the trumpet vine as insanely as I am, and this little bough dropped over the fence and started blooming quite fetchingly. Which makes me so angry, given its pissy attitude. I hate. This. Vine.
I finally got wise and gave this hummingbird vine something to climb on. I’m grateful for vines that are lovely and don’t give me nightmares.
Zinnia grown from a bag of second- and third-generation seeds my mom kept from her own garden.
Another dahlia. This is a much smaller one. It seems capable of holding itself upright.
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