Monday, October 20, 2014

More Muted Fall

There is still time for things to go vibrant.





















An odd amount of green still lingers out there for so late in October.





















By now we coulda had snow. We shoulda had some hard frosts. Neither has happened. Maybe that's what's messing with the fall color.


Sunday, October 19, 2014

A Mediocre Fall

I've seen better displays. There is more yellow and brown this year than the fiery reds and oranges. Such is the way it is. Even a mediocre fall has plenty of color and it will all be over soon. It's best to enjoy what you get.





















The grasses don't have color, but there is nothing better at catching the light.



















And when the time comes they will catch the frost.





















I'm starting to get ready for when the time comes. My discard variegated Feather Reed Grass got planted in a freshly weeded dung pile to hold them until spring. I'll have a better idea of where I want to place them when the Lush is gone. They will get divided at planting time to make more.





















A few more weeks of autumn remain before the barren time settles in. I should make my winter project list.


Saturday, October 18, 2014

Morning On The Mountain

It was still cold when the sun briefly peeked though unexpected clouds. I blame it on the wind.





















Sunshine. Will it warm up before the guests arrive?





















A most pleasant afternoon in Asheville followed. BBQ was involved.




















Now I sit eating a box of chocolate covered macadamia nuts, a bit of aloha from Miss Nalani. More days should be like this.

Friday, October 17, 2014

Last Chance

Time is running out. The macrophylla hydrangeas that all pretty much froze to the ground last winter are just now big enough and mature enough to bloom. Very shortly they will get frozen again. Such is their fate every other year it seems.



























I have one of these blue lacecaps out there in the Lush. It froze to the ground last winter. Because it was newly planted the previous fall, there wasn't much of a crown for regrowth. It finally grew back to small shrub size, but it didn't get big enough to bloom. Maybe next year.

Despite what the marketeers say, all H. macrophylla bloom best on older mature canes. Having those canes survive the winter and late spring freezes is the challenge at the edge of their tolerance. Root hardy, no problem. Tons of flowers, iffy.





















In my travels I see all kind of views. I'm beginning to wonder if this is not going to be a fall showing for the record books. Lighting is critical to the intensity of color, but this year just feels muted. Maybe next week will prove me wrong.


Thursday, October 16, 2014

A Bit of Color

At the end of the day.





















And I ask myself
How did I get another client?
Letting the days go by
Let the work hold me down

And I ask myself

Same as it ever was
Same as it ever was


Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Mums and Remnants

In my travels I see all kinds of views. They have been rain soaked the last two days.

And if I had thought of it, I would have taken some pictures for Bloom Day in my travels. I didn't.





















Bloom Day will have to be held high on the low spot of a North Carolina mountain top in the wild cultivated gardens.





















Don't let the fall foliage distract you. There are flowers out there to find.





















I got mums. Not round store bought mum balls, real mums grow here. The Yellie Mum is looking pretty good even after an onslaught of strong winds and incessant rain.





















The new pink mum is laying down and winding down. It did very well coming from tiny root sprigs this spring.





















The original Sheffie Mum is not having a particularly floriferous year. This batch along the drive has a few blooms. The first batch in the roadside bed looks as green and healthy as can be and there is not a single flower stem. It has been engulfed. I'd say it needs more sun.





















The asters are still with us. There are aster remnants mostly. The big show is over.



























The last of the blue asters linger. One day they are there. The next day they are done.



























All that wind finally dropped a broken limb that had been hanging in a maple tree for two years. Thank you. Looking at that dead branch had annoyed me endlessly. I kept thinking I was going to have to climb up there and get it down.

On the left is my Seven Son Flower, Heptacodium miconioides. It bloomed quite well this year and is now trying to form the pink calyxes that follow the flowers before it gets frozen.





















Flowers are not just about petals. The grasses are in full bloom too.





















And even when they are done, those dried flower spikes will last all winter long.





















So don't let the fall foliage distract you. There are still plenty of flowers in the wild cultivated gardens in mid-October. If it hadn't been so cold and raining I might have gone looking for more.





















September's riot of color in the Tall Flower meadow is over. Now I have to make more of an effort to go looking for blooms. You can make it easy on yourself by visiting Bloom Day Central at May Dreams Gardens.


Monday, October 13, 2014

Out Beyond Yonder

I live beyond that highest mountain in the distance.





















Along this winding road.





















In the forest where a beam of light shines on the red umbels of the Devil's Walking Stick.





















Blue asters and white grasses grow at the forest edge.





















And red remains when the green has been removed.



























In a forest turning





















Out beyond yonder, in the autumn of imagination.


Sunday, October 12, 2014

Autumn Is Here

The colors are intensifying.




















I am very much liking what my Dawn Redwood is doing. It held it's golden yellow all season and is now turning a coppery bronze. It even grew a little its first year in the ground.



























Nice foliage. I hope it grows fast.





















The forest trees are taking center stage, but there are still flowers about. The Autumn crocus have popped up. I must say they are not as thrilling as crocus in the spring.





















There are mums of course. You won't find any round balls of florist mums in the wild cultivated gardens. I have vigorous hardy mums that you plant once and hope they don't take over.





















Now in pink with white edging around the center.





















Autumn has arrived. The drive to work tomorrow should be gorgeous.





















The leaf peepers were certainly out in force today. My roadside attractions are getting photographed even more right now.