The garden makes senescence look like a party. Call me me a ghoul (you wouldn’t be the first) but I can’t help wishing that when my time comes, I might go out with a riotous blaze too.
sourwood tree (Oxydendrum arboreum)
Virginia sweetspire (Itea virginica ‘Henry’s Garnet’)
woodbine/Virginia creeper (Parthenocissus quinquefolia)
flowering dogwood (Cornus florida)
switchgrass (Panicum virgatum ‘Shenandoah’)
paperbark maple (Acer griseum)
Fothergilla ‘Blue Shadow’
high bush blueberry (Vaccinium corymbosum)
Koreanspice viburnum (V. carlesii ‘Compactum’)
Japanese spirea (Spiraea japonica — maybe ‘Gold Mound’)
trumpet honeysuckle (Lonicera sempervirens ‘Major Wheeler’)
witch hazel (Hamamelis x intermedia ‘Jelena’)
Threadleaf bluestar (Amsonia hubrichtii)
redtwig dogwood (Cornus sericea)
Happy All Souls’ Day!
Published by kris
I live, garden, write, and walk my dog in a wicked quaint east bay town in Rhode Island (zone 6b). My book, Plantiful: Start Small, Grow Big with 150 Plants that Spread, Self-Sow, and Overwinter, published by Timber Press in 2014, is available wherever books are sold.
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4 thoughts on “In dying color”
What a great post, Kris. Learned a new word!
Thanks, Jean! -kris
poetry in words and images
Thanks, Kathy! A few of those pretties came from you.
You are no ‘ghoul’! Love the pictures. There are some glorious colors here as well.
Layanee, I have no doubt about that!!
Describe how you would go out in a riotous blaze?
I hope to die laughing! -kris