garden porn
Jun. 4th, 2011 01:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mmegaeraIt's June. Looks more like the middle of May out there, but hey, I'll take what I can get.
Front garden today.
And some closeups. I have names for some things, but not others, even if I thought I saved all the labels [sigh].
First time this iris has bloomed for me (it was planted a year ago last August). It's called Armageddon, which seems to me like a slander upon a beautiful plant [wry g].
This one was planted about six years ago, not long after I moved into this condo. I don't have a name for it anymore.
This one was planted summer before last, and it's the first time it's bloomed for me, too, but it doesn't match any of my labels, although I do have a label for a yellow plicata called Radiant Apogee. This is obviously not a plicata, though.
Those are the only three of my seven front-bed iris that are blooming this year. Drat our cold, wet, extremely late spring. But they're certainly better than nothing, and I do have one iris in bud out back, too. The same plants in my back garden always bloom about a week behind their counterparts in my front garden. My front garden gets a lot more reflected heat than my back garden does.
Dianthus Tiny Rubies, which I planted at least five years ago. Those pink flowers don't look like rubies to me, but they're pretty, and the foliage is lovely, gray, and needly for most of the year.
The Bleeding Heart That Ate New York is still going strong, although it's getting a bit floppy. I don't know the name of the hosta variety in front of it. I think I picked it up at a farmers' market four or five years ago, and then promptly divided it before I ever put it in the ground. The white flowering groundcover is sweet woodruff. That bed is completely bare in the winter except for a couple of hellebores that are currently hidden under the bleeding heart, and some snowdrops and a couple of hardy cyclamen.
I don't know the variety of the coral bells. Ice something, I think. Or the name of those hostas, either. All three plants started as one one-gallon pot about six years ago.
Back garden, complete with howling cat (see my last post [sigh]).
And some closeups there:
Blue columbine that was in the front garden when I moved in. I moved it back here, but there's still a blue columbine out front, so apparently I didn't take the whole thing. That's not a complaint [g]. They're both in full bloom right now, along with a yellow one and a white one out back. And I've got columbine seedlings all over the place, which is one of the nicest "weeds" I've ever had.
Clematis Nelly Moser. She's about three years old, and has survived being chopped clear back to the ground when she was a baby. She's on the lefthand side of the back garden photo.
Unknown purple clematis (which is much darker in real life). I brought this one with me in a large tub from my last place of residence, which makes it about ten years old, and it's been chopped back to the ground twice in its lifetime.
I find it very difficult to kill clematis, for which I am grateful [g].
It's supposed to get close to 80 today. This is the second day this year we've gotten to 70 degrees. I have all the windows open. It's glorious.
Front garden today.
And some closeups. I have names for some things, but not others, even if I thought I saved all the labels [sigh].
First time this iris has bloomed for me (it was planted a year ago last August). It's called Armageddon, which seems to me like a slander upon a beautiful plant [wry g].
This one was planted about six years ago, not long after I moved into this condo. I don't have a name for it anymore.
This one was planted summer before last, and it's the first time it's bloomed for me, too, but it doesn't match any of my labels, although I do have a label for a yellow plicata called Radiant Apogee. This is obviously not a plicata, though.
Those are the only three of my seven front-bed iris that are blooming this year. Drat our cold, wet, extremely late spring. But they're certainly better than nothing, and I do have one iris in bud out back, too. The same plants in my back garden always bloom about a week behind their counterparts in my front garden. My front garden gets a lot more reflected heat than my back garden does.
Dianthus Tiny Rubies, which I planted at least five years ago. Those pink flowers don't look like rubies to me, but they're pretty, and the foliage is lovely, gray, and needly for most of the year.
The Bleeding Heart That Ate New York is still going strong, although it's getting a bit floppy. I don't know the name of the hosta variety in front of it. I think I picked it up at a farmers' market four or five years ago, and then promptly divided it before I ever put it in the ground. The white flowering groundcover is sweet woodruff. That bed is completely bare in the winter except for a couple of hellebores that are currently hidden under the bleeding heart, and some snowdrops and a couple of hardy cyclamen.
I don't know the variety of the coral bells. Ice something, I think. Or the name of those hostas, either. All three plants started as one one-gallon pot about six years ago.
Back garden, complete with howling cat (see my last post [sigh]).
And some closeups there:
Blue columbine that was in the front garden when I moved in. I moved it back here, but there's still a blue columbine out front, so apparently I didn't take the whole thing. That's not a complaint [g]. They're both in full bloom right now, along with a yellow one and a white one out back. And I've got columbine seedlings all over the place, which is one of the nicest "weeds" I've ever had.
Clematis Nelly Moser. She's about three years old, and has survived being chopped clear back to the ground when she was a baby. She's on the lefthand side of the back garden photo.
Unknown purple clematis (which is much darker in real life). I brought this one with me in a large tub from my last place of residence, which makes it about ten years old, and it's been chopped back to the ground twice in its lifetime.
I find it very difficult to kill clematis, for which I am grateful [g].
It's supposed to get close to 80 today. This is the second day this year we've gotten to 70 degrees. I have all the windows open. It's glorious.
