I was reminded of a country song about ‘Where I Come From’ when I read Lady Bird Johnson’s quote, “Wherever I go in America, I like it when the land speaks its own language in its
own regional accent.” I grow a mix of natives and old favorites under and around oaks, pines and pecan trees.
It’s the time of year here when native Hydrangea quercifolia is starting to fade.
Mophead hydrangeas are not native but are a staple in the southern garden,
blue where the soil is acid. Daylilies bring daily surprises as later cultivars
open. True lilies are just beginning. Crinum lilies have no buds so far.
‘Lullabye Baby’ and Oakleaf Hydrangea which
has turned from white to a delicate pink as
blossoms fade. Regal lily foliage seen.
‘Byron Paul’ daylily in front of Larkspur.
Larkspur was not as plentiful this spring, maybe because
of the mild winter. I know some poppies perished in early
heat. California poppies persist, not native here but they
seem to make themselves at home.
Persian Shield, Mophead Hydrangea and native Stokesia
for a range of blues and purples with a spot of
Pipevine Swallowtail on Lantana montevidensis
We are seeing more and more butterflies, including Tigers and Zebras.
You might read about them in the previous post.
This view has been a long-lasting one with Echinacea and ‘Salmon Sheen’ daylilies. Salvia farinacea behind not quite visible. Vitex at right starting to bloom as ‘Carefree Delight’ rose goes out of bloom.
Bi-tone seedling daylily with Yellow lantana, another butterfly fav.
Gardenias are blooming. I wish you could catch the fragrance.
Pentas and Daylilies in this bed are joined by
Laura Bush petunias for a rose-colored medley.
Hibiscus syriacus, which we call Altheas, between Gardenia bushes.
Hummingbirds visit Altheas. This is the only color I grow.
They come in lovely pinks, lavenders and whites. Some
have single blossoms.
It was hard to keep images under my self-imposed limit of fewer than a dozen.
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Happy Bloom Day!