June 15: Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day

East Friesland Sage in the Secret Garden

East Friesland Sage in the Secret Garden. There is a family of wrens in the bird house.

Ah, June.  It’s a happy month in the garden.  The temps this year have been mild and we’ve had enough rain.  I’m getting ready for my big shindig next Saturday which means I’d better hurry up and get the last of the annuals planted.  I have a flat of purple petunias to put in and a few red impatiens.  And there is a dwarf sweet spire that I need to find a place for.  I’ve ordered two more chairs for the sitting area in the Secret Garden.  And, I’m in the process of getting estimates for a new fence that separates my yard from the park.  And, of course, I am enjoying my new brick pathways.  What a lucky gardener I am…

Many thanks to Carol at May Dreams Gardens for Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day.

Alchemilla and Blue Ice Amsonia in the Secret Garden

Alchemilla and Blue Ice Amsonia in the Secret Garden

Entrance garden.  That is Walker's Low Nepeta in the foreground.

Entrance garden. That is Walker’s Low Nepeta in the foreground.

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Daddy Long Legs on Wild Berry Hansa Rose

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Looking east in the Secret Garden. The Kousa dogwood is in bloom. The huechera in in bloom under the dogwood.

Heuchera in the Secret Garden

Heuchera in the Secret Garden

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Looking into the Secret Garden. Those are red begonias at the entrance.

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White poppies are almost finished blooming

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Berry White Nemesia in the corner nook.

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Purple Smoke Baptisia in the False Garden

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Rose Campion

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Walker’s Low Nepeta with a friend

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Persian Star Allium. I didn’t plant this but found it in a well established day lily bed.

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Bleeding Heart

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Old white climbing rose in the corner nook

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Looking through the Kousa dogwood in the Secret Garden

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Lisanthus in the corner nook

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The northwest corner of the Secret Garden

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Tradescantia in the corner nook



Wild Spice Hansa Rose in the Lower Garden

Wild Spice Hansa Rose in the Lower Garden

 

Cranesbill geranium with  annual geraniums in the Lower Garden

Cranesbill geranium with annual geraniums in the Lower Garden


Corner nook, old white climber and bleeding heart.

Corner nook, old white climber and bleeding heart.

Late May and late afternoon

It is hot here in West Michigan.  The heat has forced lots of flowers into bloom and it’s safe to assume that no frost will nip them now.  I love the garden in late afternoon when the sun is low.   Clematis x White is blooming and it’s vines are twining nicely with the later blooming variety.  That was a good choice.  I’d like to vines to completely hide the ugly green arches that the previous own left behind.  I moved them to the entrance of the secret garden hoping to create a tunnel effect.  I think it’s working.

Clematis x White

I wish those saucer sized blooms continued all summer.  But these will fade and leave interesting, but less charming, swirls.  I will get a few blooms later in the summer, but nothing like the number I get in early summer.  Or, in this case, late spring.

The hostas are going crazy this spring.  I don’t know whether it’s the warm weather, the right amount of rain, or just that they are now mature enough to put on a leafy show.  But I won’t question it.

Great Expectations

This Great Expectations, one of four, has been transplanted a couple of times.  It and its buddies seem to be quite happy in the little nook behind the garage.

Hostas and heucheras

And, the hostas in the front garden are doing well, also.  I seem to be fond of pairing hostas with heucheras.  The old magnolia provides a wonderful canapy.  And to think there was a hug blue spruce dominating that old magnolia.

Under the magnolia tree

I struggle, though, to control the snow on the mountain that no amount of pulling, plucking, digging or swearing seems to discourage for long.  And, to my chagrin, I actually thought I was growing a nice mound of astilbe until I say a stalk of buds that did not look at all like an astilbe bud.  Out came the perennial spade and out went the dreaded snow on the mountain.  It is the non-variegated kind.  Hence my confusion.  It is now in the yard waste bin and will become compost.  Good but temporary riddance.   Every time I dig up snow on the mountain I think about postmodern theory and all those little under-the-surface connections.