In catalogues, this is Begonia 'Ginny'. But for me, it will always Begonia 'Allison'. The day after I brought this plant home, my niece Allison received her angel wings. She was 18 months old. There are some things that are without fairness; beyond explaining. So it is with the death of a child.
Even the simplest of plantings offer beauty where they make their home. Aster, mint and a pink ivy geranium snuck under the brick border to a place I would never have chosen for them. Proof that nature knows best.
I forget the name of this cultivar of shrimp plant. But it waves frequently throughout the year- oo I will look up before I post it next.
It wouldn't be a visit to my garden without an image of a rose. This 'Our Lady of Guadalupe' was a gift from my darling niece Anka. Like her, it gets better every year.
Without her blooms dominating the summer border, blue agapanthus and lavender shooting heads of society garlic would be boring.
This shot is from my home church- Mt Calvary Lutheran Church on Golden Springs. As the lead quote is from the great theologian who founded the first protestant church, it seemed right to include it, even though this shot is not on my property.
Count me as one of those gardeners that abhors bare dirt strewn about by gardeners on their weekly blow and go assignments. Bare dirt may be natural on the moon- but on Earth, God spread plants, rocks or thick carpets of leaves. Rather than bare dirt- golden blooming is low maintenance, low water, low risk.
Thank you to May Dreams Gardens for hosting this month's GBBD.