The garden has gone from yellow (with hundreds of daffodils) to heavily purple. Purple columbines, purple catmint, purple Siberian irises, purple alliums that are starting to bloom.
There’s also white bearded irisis (the purple and yellow ones in the “iris bed” were flattened by last weekend’s winds, a few white daisies and a scattering of other flowers. Here’s a look at what’s in bloom:
A month ago, the garden was heavily yellow with daffodils. Now it is purple, with the catmint and alliums (globe and spaceship) in bloom, even a few Siberian irises that survived days unplanted last fall. We also have pale verbascum, which somehow to me seems very “cottage garden”. Some white breaks it up — the first daisies and the last of the irises. And of course plenty of green foliage as other perennials gather strength for their part of the show. A few blanket flowers are emerging, an early sign of the red and yellow that will follow.
The front of the bed, by the driveway, is absolutely packed. The end of the walk has room for recent plantings to expand and for many of the zinnias that we have grown from seed.
In a bed at the back of the backyard is our first peony flower (!) and some pink foxglove (digitalis). Another bed is heavy with hostas, only slightly munched by the deer. There’s a blue-tinged giant-leafed one, a hefty clump of small blueish heart-shaped ones, a bit of Guacamole from a friend, other bright greens from another friend and some of the variegated that we have plenty of. Not yet packed, but if the deer do stay away, expect more next year.
And then the vegetables … one of the Silvery Fir tomatoes growing in pots has three flowers!! (The other is slower, which I’ll attribute to a deer nosh). We’ve had lots of lettuce greens (may be time to start a new crop where some are), the “Easter egg” radishes are popping out of the ground
and the broccoli raab needs eating before it bolts. Beans and peas are in the ground, more to come. Raspberry stalks are flowering, some strawberries are visible and slowly starting to ripen (I will beat you this time, Mr. Squirrel!). Our rhubarb on steroids has given us enough for two rounds of crumble-baking. Yum!