Autumn Crocuses

Breezy and sunny and cool, in the 60s.

I ripped out some more of the daylilies that were in the back of Meadow's Edge.  These were wrapped right around the birch tree's roots, and almost impossible to dig out.  The garden is fuller now, and there really is no room for the big strappy daylilies there.

I moved as many of the drumstick alliums as I could from the top of the driveway to a spot along the edge of the new gravel garden.  We'll see if they survive.

And I moved the thimbleweed anemone from next to the bird bath into Meadow's Edge.  It was too big for the patio wall by the birdbath.

Autumn crocuses are up, tiny white ones.  There were too many hidden under the amsonia, so I moved several into the patch of kinnikinnik.  I love the clear white crocuses coming up through the thick, glossy green groundcover.

The itea is getting its deep red color on.

The spicebush on the back of the spruce berm colored up beautifully.  It is a clear, striking yellow.  But the rain knocked off most of the leaves before I could really enjoy it.

The Sheffield Pink mums are full and lush and covered with tiny bees.  I like the soft apricot color with the blue tint of the Dusty Miller --- try to do this again next year.