I cannot get over the thrill of plants emerging in spring, tender vibrant leaves bursting forth from earth. And it happens every year. How is nature so smart? Also every year, I’m taken by surprise when I swoon over flowers. I claim I garden primarily for foliage. But you know what? It’s a damn lie.
Pretty spectacular in bloom, this Cistus was recommended to me by Greg Shepherd at Xera Nursery. I get overwhelmed amidst the riot of nursery stimuli. I’m learning to ask for help–and it’s amazing what I find that way.
I’ve been lusting for Romneya coulteri, but also warned that it is heartily promiscuous. Cistus ‘Bennett’s White’ is reasonable facsimile, don’t you think? (p.s. I still want the Romneya–despite its wily ways.)
I also have this little ground cover blooming now. Do I know what it is? Noooo. Dangit. But its flowers repeat theme. Glad I could be helpful. (And if you know, please fill me in.)
I hear there are people disciplined enough to not only plan their gardens, but also stick to a theme or color. That’s never going to happen at Flamingo Park. This Peony was in the garden, along with several others, when we moved in. I call her Floozy. We had two near 90 °F days in Portland and surrounds, and the poor plants are so confused. I was able to observe this plant blooming in real time–with petals popping at about 20 second intervals. Crazy.
The blooms didn’t last long, and were a bit bleached by all that sun. I thought about putting an umbrella over them, but alas, I did not. Getting a decent picture was challenging in the bright light.
Halimium ocymoides is loaded with piercing yellow blooms. And quick too. I have a feeling it’s going to exceed it’s 4′ spread.
See, this is its second season. Vigorous, no?
(A quick aside, the two Clematis on my friends porch shown in the Hwy 30 & beyond post, are from Joy Creek Nursery. I thought you’d want to know.)
The Bletilla flower color is marvelous against its Epimedium backdrop.
How about one more, or maybe 2 more?
The Mountain Pasque Flower is lovely in its own right. But the seed head, oh lordy, fabulousity incarnate.
And these too.
I leave you with a puppy. Megan‘s latest foster pup from Oregon Humane Society, held by big bad little brother Elliot.