Out There In A Wild Garden

Growing annual vines on my little trellis wasn't producing much of a show in my short growing season. I went perennial with the Coral Honeysuckle.

The little rooted sprig I planted last year is doing quite well. It gives the service entrance a longer lasting touch of color and interest.

Every thing is growing madly. The successional march of flowers ebb and flows, producing quite a few crescendos.

Nearly June, there is no more denying the Lush, but it has not stopped growing.

It takes big bold foliage to make a statement in the Lush.

This is the mother patch of Darmera peltata I have been taking pieces of rhizome from to make more statements in the garden.

The smooth velvet of the Black Iris may need to be spread around.

Maybe I could squeeze some in next to the creamy white of the Kousa Dogwood.

Next door the Flame Azaleas have started to bloom.

So have the Mountain Laurels, while the rhododendrons slowly fade away.

Up near the byway some may wonder, is it wild or is it cultivated. The gardener knows it is both.

Fire Pink, Silene virginica is just getting started. I noticed yesterday I may have lost some bloom to slugs.

Out there in a wild garden

Are varmints of every kind. I tell myself there is plenty to go around. These plants were made to feed all kinds of things. I can ignore the holes in the leaves. They will still bloom for me.

There is plenty. It's the Lush.