IT'S OFFICIALLY WEEKENDS ONLY in the garden and I hate it. It's barely light when I leave in the morning and dark when I get home. People don't understand why I don't want to do anything on the weekends. They don't realize that I have to appease my withdrawal symptoms, sate my curiosity, get my hands dirty. Play, play, play in the garden. That's all I want to do on the weekends!
The lure to the garden is also fueled by this temporary lag in rainfall. Yes, there is sunshine and birdsong and falling leaves and a few lone flowers just waiting for me to notice them. Why would I want to be anywhere else, I ask you.
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| Nandina berries are ready for Christmas |
The winter berries are plump and polished and wooing the birds and me with my camera.
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| The Aronia is looking mighty nice too. The robins will get those berries soon. |
I took these Aronia photos a few weeks ago. The leaves are completely gone now but of course I can't take a photo when it's dark.
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| Such a pretty plant |
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| Cotoneaster lacteus is also full of berries |
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The birds don't care for these berries so they'll last until spring
When they drop, they make a royal mess all over the place. |
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| Choisya ternata is in full bloom. |
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| In summer I basically ignore this plant. Its time to shine is now! |
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| Check out the fresh foliage on Acanthus mollis, unscathed by the cold weather. |
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| Dwarf Nandina dons her winter finery. |
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| Abelia x grandiflora is still looking fab. Don't you love those rosy bracts? |
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| Even a few lingering flowers |
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| They didn't get the memo announcing winter. |
There you have it. I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving. You know where I'll be.
