all in the neighborhood

260/365: sedum flowers

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I always feel that the sedum flowers are the ‘girl next door’ in the garden. That is to say: gorgeous and overlooked.

I had to check to see how often I’d posted them in the past…turns out it’s been five years. Definitely time these beauties get another turn in the spotlight.

Visit the 2010 sedum post here. I really like what I wrote about them back then.

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every diva has her day

250/365: zinnia

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Zinnias are a beautiful but humble flower. Planted by haphazard handfuls of seed, they spring up cheerfully wherever they’re thrown. It’s never about choreography, just a riot of joyful color.

The spotlight changes everything.

ding dong

234/365: bells of ireland

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Call it the luck o’ the Irish.

One of my favorite green flowers appeared in our garden quite by surprise. I know I didn’t plant it and I almost pulled it, thinking it was a week. Something made me wait and see.

I love to see my less-than-fastidious gardening practices rewarded! With a little time, space, and sunlight, who knows what might blossom?

queen of the underground?

222/365: dead (sun)flowers

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This is what a burn-out day on the 365 (and my deck) sometimes looks like.

Any Stones fans out there? I’m sending you Dead Flowers. Click through to listen on Spotify.

 

moment of silence

A rare, quiet moment for the Russian sage; it’s been a hotbed of bee activity for weeks. I love to see our new garden buzzing with pollinators – can’t wait till the butterflies come.

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embarrassment of riches

As if the wealth of sun-ripened berries and full rainbow of farm-fresh veggies weren’t enough – the farmer’s market is now bursting with blooms in such exuberantly colorful & random bouquets that is almost feels like too much. Almost.

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now you see it/now you don’t

Despite its les than poetic name, spiderwort is a lovely native plant. In the morning, the flowers open into a three-petaled violet bloom. Later in the day, the flower closes up into at little pod, like the ones seen here at dusk. I like the way the purple in the stem hints at what’s inside.

blog070115_spiderwort179/365: spiderwort at dusk