September 27, 2011
We Are Still Pleased
I've seen this garden over and over this season, weeded it endlessly, walked it repeatedly, fussed over it and spent far too much time looking at and critiquing it.
And then a foggy September morning lights up the sweetbay magnolia (Magnolia virginiana) outside my bedroom window and I see it anew.
Then I noticed the three Japanese forest grasses, Hakonechloa macra 'Beni Kaze', that I originally planted into the ground beneath a Japanese maple last year.
But rabbits kept eating them to the ground, so in frustration, I yanked out the stubby remains, plunked them into three separate plastic pots and left them on the front porch. The rabbits gave up and I forgot about them.
But when I finally noticed them this year, I was pleased. They looked nice and full enough to stage going up the front steps, and they are now ridiculously funny mopheaded greeters at the front door.
I love the pipecleaner spires of Persicaria affinis 'Dimity', or Himalayan fleeceflower. It's a low groundcover and well behaved. It's always there, carpeting the lowest level of my garden, intimidating weeds and spreading itself about a bit. I like it all summer. I still like it.
I planted a new clematis that will provide some vertical activity on an empty brick wall. The clematis needs something to climb on, so I stuck a flimsy metal trellis in the ground to wait for next season's foliage to claim it and tear it down. It surprised me how much I like the bare trellis by itself. The copper sun, blending into the brick, is a pleasant little touch, and I almost don't want the vine to cover it. Should I leave it as a bare trellis and put the clematis somewhere else?
Even the hints that my summer garden is going by are pleasing. There is soft pink sedum 'Autumn Joy' blooming and flopping at the front of this fading garden. There is a frosty colored purple sage nestling next to the sedum. Blowsy nepeta lazes on the right, too big and loose to look perky any more. The itea virginica in the middle is turning slightly reddish, and will be on fire in a few weeks.
Even after a long summer, even when things are fading, I must say:
. . . . .we are still pleased.