Marjorie said “a gardener paints with plants”. How true she is.
My forte planting the garden is with light. The garden is bordered east and south with Maple, Ash, Walnut and Acacia providing shade and coolness. As these mature trees age they thin, shedding their limbs and shelter of leaves. While this loss saddens me it also allows spotlights of sunbeams to highlight areas.
Early morning captures Aquila in its ethereal bloom. A soft whiteness soon fades to the gentleness of pink casting light to the garden at sunrise.
Mid afternoon Goats-beard shimmers between Maple and Walnut, back dropped by Ruby Red Weiglea. It is a wonderful combination of Canadian colours.
As sun sets Hosta’s of varieties I’ve long forgotten smile rimming the Pond glowing in the setting sun. Their presence high lights the border for the night wanderer.
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