isn’t she beautiful?
Isn’t she, though? I mean, look at this, and it rained buckets! I wished for a wildflower meadow a couple of years back, but when I looked into the details of creating one and learned that it is a difficult design to create and maintain in the average garden; one has to be very precise with the planting times and the growing conditions to make the flowers bloom in concert. Since it seemed like too much work, I gave up on the idea altogether. As it is often the case with things green and leafy, you only get them to cooperate when they feel like it, and not according to your planning. I guess the wild flower meadow concept was on a two year delay.
The irony of this is that if you want to plan one from scratch, it takes it three years for it to reach this stage, and there is no guarantee that it is going to work.
I can’t keep up with this, I give up, nature wins. Whatever you want to sprout, dear, I’ll love it. I couldn’t make this image happen if I spent every living second on that flower bed, toiling to exhaustion. I will take many pictures of it, because I’m not sure I can replicate the lucky meeting of circumstances that made it happen in the first place.
So, wild flower meadow, check! I wonder if I should wish for a heirloom rose arbor next, I never managed to make that one happen, you should see those misty paintings of old cottage roses in the landscaping books, they break your heart, they do.
In the meantime, please allow me to present the protagonists of this lovely assembly, just in case anybody had doubts that this is a true wildflower meadow: cone flowers, tall American bell flowers, bee balms, catmints, daisies and black eyed Susans. We’ll have goldenrod and asters later.
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