In the spring, I briefly consider the fact that I'll want these flowers when fall comes. I eye the blank spaces in the garden or, more likely, the blank spaces that I could create by evicting something else. But in the spring, the roses and Oriental poppies and lilacs and irises are budding, and I'm certainly not going to evict any of them. And any existing blank spaces could be used for beans or tomatoes or nice stocky annual flower seedlings - things that will pay off sooner than chrysanthemums or dahlias. So the moment passes.
It's not as if the garden has no flowers right now. The Japanese anemones are in their prime, and they're my very favorite flower. And the roses aren't done yet. And our wisteria is still blooming, as it does all summer every summer. I don't know if it's sterile, or if there's no pollinating plant nearby, but I'm pleased either way.
But I like the crazy. I want Alice in Wonderland flowers, and right now I have none. Logically, now, when I'm feeling the lack, should be the time to motivate myself to clear out something else (driveway, Free sign - it'll get a good home) and plant some crazy-flowered hardy perennial chrysanthemum. But I fear that next September I'll be posting these same sentiments all over again.
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Talk about Alice in Wonderland. I planted some mums last fall in containers, and decided to plant them in the garden instead of just tossing them out and getting new ones this fall. Holy crap, they're freaking HUGE. It's like they took a bite of a cookie that said 'eat me' and grew into giants. They haven't started blooming yet, but I'm interesteed to see what they'll look like once that happens...
ReplyDeleteHey, Kyna! Ooh, that sounds cool. It's mostly herbs that do that uncontrolled growth thing for me. I still haven't planted a theoretical chrysanthemum; I must. I really must.
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