Summer has reached the mountain top. Another wave of blooms is here.
Diversity of bloom is concentrated in the sunnier areas. In the shade, hosta blooms. The astilbe are waiting in the wings.
Order is really found only in the weed whacked paths. It is now a regular job for the assistant gardener, who finds it more aesthetically pleasing than the chemical sprayed brown paths.
Have I given up on the idea of a proper garden?
The chaos kind of grows on you.
Minus a few of the more thuggish natives it can looked purposely designed.
Hidden away is the ghostly native Indian Pipes, Monotropa uniflora. This saprophytic (feeding, absorbing or growing upon decaying organic matter) perennial is a member of the rhododendron family believe it or not.
The chaos can surprise you. I don't want to completely conquer it.