This is one for the flower-lovers (you know who you are, and aren’t).
A year or so ago, a simple raised bed appeared in the parking strip a few blocks from my house. Good soil went in, things were planted, I didn’t go past for a while, but when I was out for a walk the other day, we’re talking almost-mid-November here, I almost fell over when I saw this.
What are they feeding those things? The good stuff, obviously.
My cosmos are long gone, at least I think they are – maybe I should look again! These ones are not only still blooming, they are forming new buds even as the evening temps dip toward freezing.
Massive orange dahlias abound:
Guess I’m not the only one who plants stuff and forgets what it’s called (this was attached to one of the massive dahlia stalks):
I loved this tattered but still-glowing zinnia, its charms a bit faded but still cheerful on a cold fall day:
My sunflowers are long gone too, and yet here are these, still standing proud and topping out at probably 11 ft. How they survived the previous night’s wind storm, I have no idea.
Well, mostly survived:
This gardener chose not to rip up the entire parking strip, just a small patch of sod for the raised bed. But man, you can fit a lot of loveliness in a small space if you get it right. I can’t wait to see what they get up to next year!
Just one house over, strange things are growing in the lawn…