My friend Karen is a much better photographer than I. Happily she came to visit when there was lots in bloom and took these photos for me.
Mountain Laurels
Snowdrift, I think. I wish I didn't always lose the plant labels.
Meadow about hip high
Coral bells in the front bed. I grew these from seed labeled Heuchera americanum. Since the native has non-descript whitish flowers and these range from pink through salmon to red, I got duped. Still, these are pretty.
Herb bed with chive blossoms
Roses
Westerland, gaudy but one of my favorites.
Autumn Sunset, a sport of Westerland. These are both Kordes roses. I have very good luck with them, hardy and though they get some blackspot, it doesn't seem to incovenience them.
Summer Wine and Siberian Irises
I've kept planting climbers along my neighbor's board fence. This fall I dug out Rambling Rector, an alarmingly vigorous white one and moved it to a friend's yard. In its place I planted an
Alchymist, another Kordes rose.
Either Morning Has Broken or Sunsprite - whichever, it's a cheerful color.
The Impressionist -
Once in a while Heirloom Roses produces a new rose that makes it worth doing business with them. They send pathetically small, barely rooted cuttings and the shipping from the West Coast is staggering. I had to have this and it has fulfilled it's promise. It's getting some size and will be trellised to my front wall. I think one of the parents is Distant Drums, a really ugly rose.