I just spent four hours shopping and planting. Here is what I finally settled on:
- a few flats of Alyssum 'carpet of snow' - I love how it smells like honey-butter, and spills over the stone border of my front garden plot.
- a few bright, bold red Geraniums called 'Samba' - they will hardily accept heat and drought, still looking like a million bucks.
- snapdragons 'Montego formula mix' - looks like it will be a mix of white, pinks, and reds ... this one is an old friend from way back that I'm ready to re-acquaint myself with, and a favorite of dear hubby's if I remember correctly.
- I like to buy a new perennial once in a while, and a Zebrina mallow caught my eye. I'm hoping it will blend well between my irises and my hydrangea, soon becoming an old friend.
That about covers the front bed. Then I started on my window boxes:
- a sunny yellow Dahlia will take center stage...
- surrounded by the neat foliage of coleus...
- accentuated by a bit of Helichrysum 'licorice splash'...
- with some 'Lanai dark red' verbena...
- and a wave of purple petunias spilling over the edges.
A mixed hanging basket of bright purples and yellow on the shepherd's hook overlooking my peony finishes it off loverly (betcha didn't know that could be an adverb). I was chased toward shelter by sprinkles, hunger, and a shortage of my favorite potting mix.
I expect a short period of bodily discomfort from the bending and reaching, followed by a long season of enjoyment of the colors and fragrances that God so generously endows us with.
