I’ve been slammed with work, and, I confess, a new diversion. I bought a recumbent tricycle and have been exploring local bike trails. But whether I’m riding past Indian burial mounds and Grand River bayous or reading masters theses, the garden grows. And grows.
I planted several mandevilla vines hoping they would temporarily fill in the empty spaces along the west side of the Secret Garden. They aren’t, but I like the flowers. And, apparently, so does this skipper butterfly.
There are lots of white flowers happening in the garden right now. Tardiva is in full bloom. As is the phlox. I had hoped the moonflowers that bloomed last night would still be opened this morning when I took these shots, but, alas, they were not. I keep thinking I need to go out at night and take pictures. But the moonflower plants are so big they completely drape across the pathway. I discovered a ripening seedpod, though. These are such strange looking fruits!
The white liatris on the west side of the Secret Garden is done, but the clump on the east side, next to the garage, is just starting.
Just outside my kitchen window Limelight Hydrangea is in full bloom. I love the way it turns from green to white.
And lastly, I couldn’t resist including here yet another picture of the entrance to the Secret Garden.
Garden 337 