As summer wanes, I turn throughout the day to my haphazard gardening efforts. Chill has creeped in so time grows short for reveling in the glory of the garden first thing every morning while tea steeps. Zinnias are already ravaged courtesy of goldfinches, tomato harvest nears it's end, but plants that got a late start due to wacky weather and my own haphazardness this year are just now blooming. One pot on the deck has captured my heart and I don't know if it's asters or dwarf dahlias. When the groundhog ate my zinnia seedlings down to just stems, I bought zinnia seeds to start over. And there in the seed offerings were packets of asters and dwarf dahlias, so I bought 1 each of those too. I planted zinnias right away but I didn't get around to planting the asters and dahlias until rain and sun conspired to sprout the seeds still in the packets. The same weather that brought the seeds to life killed the seed packets. I do not know which sprouts are asters and which are dahlias. Only one type of seed has bloomed so far. And what luscious bloom it is!
I've also been spending time with the stump garden out front by the driveway. I added a purple fountain grass on the street side of the stump and another on the house side. That meant shifting a couple other plants, both for space and for color/texture distribution. In addition to the grasses, there are 3 different types of daylilies: bright yellow, peachy color, and a red with yellow throat; 3 colors of coreopis: bright yellow, pale yellow, and wine red petals with yellow button like center; and for this year only, some vinca, just to fill space while I thunk on it. It is a garden in infancy and at the end of season, so it's looking a bit pathetic but it still warms my world.